Jesus Jacinto and Granny's Bottom

When I Was Fifteen Years Old I Married The Boy That I Had Fallen In Love With When I Was Just Thirteen. Gerald Was The Only Boy I Ever Truly Loved And After We Married We Had To Leave Our Little Ghost Town Of Jacinto And Move To Kenosha Wisconsin To Make A Living. I Had Never Been More Than Twenty-Five Miles From Home Until Then. My Parents Raised Me In The Methodist Religion But After Moving To Kenosha I Quit Church Completely And Went Deep Into Sin. The Nightlife In The Juke Joints Really Got A Hold Of Me And I Was Lured Into A Life I Never Thought I'D Live. I Found Out That That Kind Of Life Only Leads To Despair And Heartbreak And I Began To Wonder If God Was Real. Would He Help A Poor Sinner Like Me? What Life Had In Store For Me Proved That God Is Real And That He Gave His Only Son Jesus So That I Could Have Everlasting Life. On My Journey To Find This Truth I'Ve Seen The Good The Bad And The Ugly In Religion. I'Ve Seen False Prophets Cults And Self-Loving Preachers. Come Walk With Me On My Journey. I Think In The End You Will Have To Agree With An Old Baptist Preacher Who Once Said I Do Believe That Old Gal Is Real For God!