Sometimes he straddles fences Sometimes he hangs the moon Sometimes he rises early So he can drink before noon
At this rate, I don’t know the path he’ll take, no Hades or Pearly Gates Either way he’ll get a brand new start He needs Jesus, or a bullet in his heart
His momma, she was a rounder His daddy was a man of the cloth Sometimes he walks on water Sometimes on alcohol
At this rate, I don’t know the path he’ll take, no Hades or Pearly Gates Either way he’ll get a brand new start He needs Jesus, or a bullet in his heart
He’s got a gun and a Bible with his name on it God knows that I cry and that I pray, darn it’s
At this rate, I don’t know the path he’ll take, no Hades or Pearly Gates Either way he’ll get a brand new start He needs Jesus, or a bullet in his heart That boy needs Jesus, or a bullet in his heartTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
