Sin Wagon

(álbum: Fly - 1999)

He pushed me 'round
now I'm drawing the line
He lived his life
now I'm gonna go live mine
I'm sick of wasting my time
Well now I've been good for way too long
Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on
'Bout to get too far gone

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of my twelve ounce nutrition
One more helping of what I've been having
I'm taking my turn on the sin wagon

On a mission to make something happen
Feel like Delilah looking for Samson
Do a little mattress dancing
That's right I said mattress dancing

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more
of what I've been missing
I don't know where I'll be crashing
But I'm arriving on a sin wagon

When it's my turn to march up to old glory
I'm gonna have one hell of a story
That's 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 dragging
But I'll fly away on a sin wagon

I'll fly away on a sin wagon