Somebody Else's Jesus - Shemekia Copeland

You say the Lord called you early one morning

Telling you to preach

So you opened up a big ole church in Miami Beach

You gotta hotline to heaven

And it puts you in control

The only thing you’re missing now baby is forgiveness in your soul

Well it sounds like somebody else’s Jesus,

Somebody else’s Jesus

Sounds like somebody else’s Jesus

Sure don’t sound like mine

You say money won’t make a man happy

Or cure anybody of sin

So open out that purse and that wallet

And send the green stuff in

The preacher he’s praying so hard for you

But miracles take time

So thank you for your patience

And all those nickels and dimes

Well it sounds like somebody else’s Jesus,

Somebody else’s Jesus

Sounds like somebody else’s Jesus

Sure don’t sound like mine

My Jesus won’t judge me

If I don’t go to church one time

And if I don’t put money in your plate

He’s gonna love me just fine

The voice it sounds so dog gone righteous

Just quivering in prayer

And you wave around that big ole Bible like a shotgun in the air

Well we’re all of us God’s children

And he loves us as his own

So point that finger right back at yourself

Before you throw that stone

Well it sounds like somebody else’s Jesus

Somebody else’s Jesus

Sounds like somebody else’s Jesus

Sure don’t sound like

Somebody else’s Jesus

Somebody else’s Jesus

Sounds like somebody else’s Jesus

Sounds like somebody else’s Jesus

Sounds like somebody else’s Jesus

Sure don’t sound like mine