The Gospel According to My Ex-Husband
He said, "Go down to the altar, get down on your knees,
Pray to the Heavenly Father, then hurry on home, babe,
And pour me a drink."
Your skin was always a little too warm
Was the devil himself seeping outta your pores
You screamed in my face, "Give it up to the Lord!"
When the life needin' savin', baby, was yours
He said, "Go down to the altar, repent of all your sins,
Bathe in the holy water while I sit home and bathe in gin."
The Church laid hands on me and they prayed
That I'd be a good wife, shut my mouth, and stay
That I'd be filled up with the Holy Spirit
While you filled your gut with spirits
When I heard those can tabs pop and spray
I knew I might go home to meet Jesus that day
You made me pray then you made me your prey
You laid your hands on me in a different way
He said, "Go down to the altar, honor and obey,
Submit to me the Bible says
Or your soul will burn in eternal flames.
He said, "Go down to the altar, let all God's blessings flow"
He'll never admit he is a hypocrite
But my God saw everything and he knows
I said, "Glory, Hallelujah!" when I finally got away
And God's been oh so good to me
So I count my blessings everyday
AMEN!
Pray to the Heavenly Father, then hurry on home, babe,
And pour me a drink."
Your skin was always a little too warm
Was the devil himself seeping outta your pores
You screamed in my face, "Give it up to the Lord!"
When the life needin' savin', baby, was yours
He said, "Go down to the altar, repent of all your sins,
Bathe in the holy water while I sit home and bathe in gin."
The Church laid hands on me and they prayed
That I'd be a good wife, shut my mouth, and stay
That I'd be filled up with the Holy Spirit
While you filled your gut with spirits
When I heard those can tabs pop and spray
I knew I might go home to meet Jesus that day
You made me pray then you made me your prey
You laid your hands on me in a different way
He said, "Go down to the altar, honor and obey,
Submit to me the Bible says
Or your soul will burn in eternal flames.
He said, "Go down to the altar, let all God's blessings flow"
He'll never admit he is a hypocrite
But my God saw everything and he knows
I said, "Glory, Hallelujah!" when I finally got away
And God's been oh so good to me
So I count my blessings everyday
AMEN!
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Writer(s): Sharon Rogers
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