Sinnerman

Yeah I was born out in nowhere
Underneath the Collette sun
And I worked real hard in my dad's garage
Finding junk and making it run
They sent my ass off to church
Seems as soon as I hit the ground
Trying to set me down on that right path
Find a little slice of the grace they found

Till I sin again
Till I sin again
They'll take your money and your time friend
Till you die, Sinnerman

I rounded up all my money
And drove on through Dixie land
Oh with a half tank of gas a picture of my love
And my last paycheck in my hand
Well last night I heard three sisters singing
Calling me down to the riverside
Saying they would baptize me in the water
Devil would leave my soul behind

Till I sin again
Till I sin again
They'll take your money and your time friend
Till you die, Sinnerman

I met a man who saw the face of God
Said it struck him dumb with fear
Oh for five bucks he could tell me the day of my death
And for ten he could tell me the year
Now I've heard all of his sermons
I've heard all of those righteous lies
Aimed at lost souls praying for redemption
While salvation is still cheap to buy

Till they sin again
Till they sin again
They'll take your money and your time friend
Till you die, Sinnerman

Well they don't know I'm from up north
Where the Devil lives in the pines
Where if you need him he'll meet you at midnight
In the parking lot of that old Shop Rite

Sinnerman
Oh sin again
He wants your money and your soul friend
Oh you'll die, Sinnerman

Oh Sinnerman
Oh Sinnerman
Oh he takes your money and your time friend
Sinnerman



Credits
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link