Conventional Wisdom Lyrics

Rolled into Atlanta 'bout a quarter to four

I didn't know my way around, found the city of the poor

I said hey man don't you know you're who the gospel is for

Jesus came to feed the hungry, set captives free

They said I don't know 'bout that, sounds a lot like Liberation Theology

Must be a communist conspiracy

I got to give you the gospel

I got to tell you good news

I got the spirit to refresh my soul

Just give me a bible and some walking shoes

Took the highway up New England way

Found those ivy covered walls of those great learning halls

I found myself a soap box and I began to pray

I said, I come to preach Jesus and him crucified

It was for you that he suffered, for you that he died

They said that sounds like foolishness

You know, I could not deny

I got to give you the gospel

I got to tell you good news

I got the spirit to refresh my soul

Just give me a bible and some walking shoes

If it sounds like conventional wisdom

Put it to the test

The ways of the Lord are not of this world

Put it to the test

Put it to the test

Put it to the test

Walked into the boardroom of a corporate HO

Found a mountain of money and a CEO

I said where you lay your treasure up, your heart will surely follow

Give away everything and come follow me

He said that's not a good investment for my family

God's already blessed me with this prosperity

I got to give you the gospel

I got to tell you good news

I got the spirit to refresh my soul

Just give me a bible and some walking shoes

I got to give you the gospel

I got to tell you good news

I got the spirit to refresh my soul

Just give me a bible and some walking shoes