had my suitcase packed for a trip to hell when the Lord played a song on an old church bell the devil just stood there tappin' his tow, saying "hurry up girl, we gotta go"
well did you pack your evil ways? and all your wilder days? you spent your money on saving your sins there's a checkered little past i kept 'em all in and when your interest multiplies everything good in you dies
but i never knew a god but the one on high never had a picture of Jesus Christ only thing i ever really took in vain was a Sunday drive in the restful rain honored mama's words and daddy's hands never hurt anybody, never wore a wedding band might've stole a kiss but i never told a lie and all i ever wanted was a real good time
the song he played was a hymn i'd heard from a backslider pew in a Nazarene church when that devil was ready to go i said wait a minute boy, don't you know i packed my evil ways underneath my wilder days and i spent my money on saving my sins there's a checkered little past that i kept 'em all in but when my interest multiplied well i lived myself one hell of a lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
