(Dana Hunt Oglesby/Danny M. Wells)
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Jimmy was born in Bethlehem, Georgia
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He grew up to be a carpenter by trade
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We met four years ago on a job site
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Said he'd just turned 29 on Christmas Day
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Jimmy always had a hammer in his hand
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I can still hear him driving those tenpenny nails
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But Sunday morning you'd find him at the Baptist church
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Giving thanks for his family, friends and his health
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Jimmy and Jesus sure did have a lot in common
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Both born in December in a town with the same name
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Jimmy and Jesus worked hard every day
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Tryin' to make this world a better place
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His weekly paycheck barely paid his bills
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Yet he could always find an extra ten to lend a friend
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You'd hear them say "we'll pay ya back on Friday"
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But he'd say "Don't worry about it"
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And just look at them and grin
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Jimmy and Jesus sure did have a lot in common
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They'd give you the shirt right off their back
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Jimmy and Jesus worked hard every day
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Tryin' to make this old world a better place
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Looking back I can't forget that rainy April afternoon
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I slipped and fell while me and Jimmy were working on a roof
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He reached out and saved me from fallin' down
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But then he lost his balance and tumbled to the ground
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Jimmy and Jesus sure did have a lot in common
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They lived their lives unselfishly
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And died to save a friend
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Jimmy and Jesus worked hard everyday
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Tryin' to make this old world a better place
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Tryin' to make this old world a better place
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Jimmy and Jesus
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| James Bonamy |
