Sober Sunday
Devil right beside me
Jesus in the rear view
Rolling down the night sky
Underneath a full moon
Tearing through the dark
Trying to make my own curfew
But, devil right beside me
Jesus in the rear view
Ten more miles is enough for a cigarette
Burn a cherry off trying to carry on a second wind
Turn the motor over when I pull up to your porch steps
You're switching all the locks
I'll knock out in the car again
And you'll wake up Sober Sunday
Find me parked out in your driveway
In the backseat sleeping sideways
Wondering why this lonesome highway
Leads me here
I woke up just-a-staring for a golden chariot seat
Saint Peter at the front gates trying to find the right keys
Said it's been a long day
Swear it never happens to me
But I woke up just-a-staring for a golden chariot seat
Saw an artist and a scholar
Chase a dollar in the same dream
Wound up getting swallowed by
The hollow sense of self greed
Tried to crawl a wall up
End up falling for the same thing
I saw an artist and a scholar
Chase a dollar down the same street
And you'll wake up sober Sunday
Find me parked out in your driveway
In the backseat sleeping sideways
Wondering why this lonesome highway
Leads me here
Devil right beside me
Jesus in the rear view
Rolling down the night sky
Underneath a full moon
Tearing through the dark
Trying to make my own curfew
But, devil right beside me
Jesus in the rearview
Jesus in the rear view
Rolling down the night sky
Underneath a full moon
Tearing through the dark
Trying to make my own curfew
But, devil right beside me
Jesus in the rear view
Ten more miles is enough for a cigarette
Burn a cherry off trying to carry on a second wind
Turn the motor over when I pull up to your porch steps
You're switching all the locks
I'll knock out in the car again
And you'll wake up Sober Sunday
Find me parked out in your driveway
In the backseat sleeping sideways
Wondering why this lonesome highway
Leads me here
I woke up just-a-staring for a golden chariot seat
Saint Peter at the front gates trying to find the right keys
Said it's been a long day
Swear it never happens to me
But I woke up just-a-staring for a golden chariot seat
Saw an artist and a scholar
Chase a dollar in the same dream
Wound up getting swallowed by
The hollow sense of self greed
Tried to crawl a wall up
End up falling for the same thing
I saw an artist and a scholar
Chase a dollar down the same street
And you'll wake up sober Sunday
Find me parked out in your driveway
In the backseat sleeping sideways
Wondering why this lonesome highway
Leads me here
Devil right beside me
Jesus in the rear view
Rolling down the night sky
Underneath a full moon
Tearing through the dark
Trying to make my own curfew
But, devil right beside me
Jesus in the rearview
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Writer(s): Houston Keen
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