Sin Wagon

That's if he forgives me
Well now I've been good for way too long
Feel like Delilah lookin' for Samson
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition

Need a little bit more of my twelve ounce nutrition
That's right I said, "Mattress dancin'"
Need a little bit more of that sweet salvation
Do a little mattress dancin'
I'll fly away on a sin wagon
Oh Lord, please forgive me

I'm arrivin' on a sin wagon
On a mission to make something happen
'Bout to get too far gone
Need a little bit more of what I've been missin'

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
I don't know where I'll be crashin'
I'm gonna have one hell of a story
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
They may take me with my feet draggin'
One more helpin' of what I've been havin'
I'm sick on wastin' my time
Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on
When it's my turn to march up to glory

I'm takin' my turn on the sin wagon