I've been working like a dog With my nose to the grind If I don't loosen up these chains I'm gonna lose my mind Been on the straight and narrow far too long I'm heading downtown And the Devil's tagging along Lord have mercy on my soul I feel a sin coming on I'm helpless as a child When the neon calls my name I'm drawn to pretty ladies like a moth to a flame That sweet perfume makes it hard to tell my right from my wrong The flesh is awful weak And the Devil's mighty strong Lord have mercy on my soul I feel a sin coming on I try to be good every day But tonight I hope the angels turn and look the other way I fight the urge, every time But to tell the truth Tonight that apple's looking mighty fine I can feel a fever deep down in my bones Lord have mercy on my soul I feel a sin coming on Well I ain't exactly good And I ain't exactly bad I ain't the smartest child that my momma ever had I never seem to leave temptation alone The flesh is awful weak And the Devil's mighty strong Lord have mercy on my soul I feel a sin coming on I try to be good every day But tonight I hope the angels turn and look the other way I fight the urge, every time But to tell the truth Tonight that apple's looking mighty fine I can feel a fever deep down in my bones Lord have mercy on my soul I feel a sin coming onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
