He pushed me 몉ound
Now I뭢 drawin?the line
He lived his life
Now I뭢 gonna go live mine
I뭢 sick of wastin?my time
Well now I뭭e been good for way too long
Found my red dress and I뭢 gonna throw it on
멊out to get too far gone
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of my twelve ounce nutrition
One more helpin?of what I뭭e been havin?
I뭢 takin?my turn on the sin wagon
On a mission to make something happen
Feel like Delilah lookin?for Samson
Do a little mattress dancin?
That뭩 right I said mattress dancin?
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of what I뭭e been missin?
I don뭪 know where I뭠l be crashin?
But I뭢 arrivin?on a sin wagon
When it뭩 my turn to march up to glory
I뭢 gonna have one hell of a story
That뭩 if he forgives me
Oh Lord please forgive me
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of that sweet salvation
They may take me with my feet draggin?
But I뭠l fly away on a sin wagon
I뭠l fly away on a sin wagon