Holy Water

He hides behind that silver cross he wears around his neck
And the Proverbs 32 that he's got tattooed on his chest
The self-proclaimed saint, a picture he paints
But he's got way too many sins to be saved
That boy he's got it coming, so he better get to running

No, the Devil ain't in Georgia
He's here in Tennessee
He drives an F150 and he takes his whiskey neat
Oh, a hypocrite of his crucifix
And he's headed straight to Hell for it
I'm praying to the Holy Father
He'll drown himself in holy water

He'll stab you in the back
No remorse, he won't regret it
No, it's a lie before he says it
What a way to get to Heaven
He's a snake with blue eyes
He acts like he's wise
Put my hand on the Bible, I swear on my life

No, the Devil ain't in Georgia
He's here in Tennessee
He drives an F150 and he takes his whiskey neat
Oh, a hypocrite of his crucifix
And he's headed straight to Hell for it
I'm praying to the Holy Father
He'll drown himself in holy water

(Holy)
Holy
Holy

No, the Devil ain't in Georgia
He's here in Tennessee
He drives an F150 and he takes his whiskey neat
Oh, a hypocrite of his crucifix
And he's headed straight to Hell for it
I'm praying to the Holy Father
He'll drown himself in holy water

(Holy)
(Holy)
In holy water
(Holy)



Credits
Writer(s): Jarrod M Ingram, Blake Hubbard, Andrew Stoelzing, Leah Marie Mason
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