Spot in Heaven
I'd be lying if I said, "I was a saint"
Yeah, I cuss just like a sailor and I've said His name in vain
But last night, when I rolled up a J, I felt compelled to sit and pray
And ask, if mother Mary let Jesus hang with good old Mary Jane
If He turned water into wine and He spent all His time with sinners
Then I'd probably be invited to His Sunday potluck dinners
Sure, as the sky is blue and all God's precious earth is green
And I bet He's got a spot in heaven just for me
Seems like we're all quick to judge these days
We don't take time to realize we all sin in different ways
And I'll tell you right here and right now that I ain't holier than thou
'Cause I'm still gonna light one up when He comes down on judgment day
If He turned water into wine and he spent all his time with sinners
Then I'd probly be invited to his Sunday potluck dinners
Sure, as the sky is blue and all God's precious earth is green
And I bet he's got a spot in heaven just for me
Sometimes I wonder if it's true
So I sit and ask myself the question
What would Jesus do?
Turn water into wine, spent all His time with sinners
I think I be invited to all His Sunday dinners
Sure, as the sky is blue and all God's precious earth is green
And I bet He's got a spot in heaven just for me
Yeah, I know he's got a spot in heaven just for me
Yeah, I cuss just like a sailor and I've said His name in vain
But last night, when I rolled up a J, I felt compelled to sit and pray
And ask, if mother Mary let Jesus hang with good old Mary Jane
If He turned water into wine and He spent all His time with sinners
Then I'd probably be invited to His Sunday potluck dinners
Sure, as the sky is blue and all God's precious earth is green
And I bet He's got a spot in heaven just for me
Seems like we're all quick to judge these days
We don't take time to realize we all sin in different ways
And I'll tell you right here and right now that I ain't holier than thou
'Cause I'm still gonna light one up when He comes down on judgment day
If He turned water into wine and he spent all his time with sinners
Then I'd probly be invited to his Sunday potluck dinners
Sure, as the sky is blue and all God's precious earth is green
And I bet he's got a spot in heaven just for me
Sometimes I wonder if it's true
So I sit and ask myself the question
What would Jesus do?
Turn water into wine, spent all His time with sinners
I think I be invited to all His Sunday dinners
Sure, as the sky is blue and all God's precious earth is green
And I bet He's got a spot in heaven just for me
Yeah, I know he's got a spot in heaven just for me
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Writer(s): Jessica Cayne, Dan Fernandez, Claire Kelly, Emily Zeck, Noah Garner
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