He pushed me 'round
now I'm drawin' the line
He lived his life
now I'm gonna go live mine
I'm sick of wastin' my time
Well now I've been good
for way too long
Found my red dress 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 helpin'
of what I've been havin'
I'm 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'
That's right I said mattress dancin'
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of what
I've been missin'
I don't know where I'll be crashin'
But I'm arrivin' 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 draggin'
I'lllll fly away
on a
sin wagon
I'llll fly away
on a
sin wagon
