You come home at night

Sit down for a bite

And you're wore out

Wore out

You're hardly able

To get up from the table

'Cause you're wore out

Wore out

You crawl into bed sleep like you're dead

'Cause you're wore out

Wore out

In the morning you wake up

Can't seem to get up

'Cause you're wore out

Wore out

When we get to heaven with jesus our king

We won't have to worry about any thing

We'll be happy and free

And our bodies won't be

Wore out

You get up on sunday dread to see monday

'Cause you're wore out

Wore out

You go sit in church

Your back starts to hurt

'Cause you're wore out

Wore out

The choir starts to sing

And you can't feel a thing

'Cause you're wore out

Wore out

You pray the sermon

And psalm won't last too long

'Cause you're wore out

Wore out

When we get to heaven with jesus our king

We won't have to worry about any thing

We'll be happy and free

And our bodies won't be

Wore out

You go for a drive in the car with your wife

And it's wore out

The car that is

She starts to worry tells you not to hurry

'Cause it's wore out

Wore out

You don't know

Where you're at one of the tires has gone flat

'Cause it's wore out

Wore out

From the sound of the motor

We'll soon have to tow her

'Cause she's wore out

Wore out

When we get to heaven with jesus our king

We won't have to worry about any thing

We'll be happy and free

And our bodies won't be

Wore out

We'll be happy and free

Nothing there will ever be

Wore out