Before The Fire Comes Down

Here's comes a sinner, he's a beginner
He's been doing good at doing wrong
He don't read the bible, he ain't very reliable
He won't make it in this world for very long

Lord, Lord, Lord, help this lowly sinner
Tell him where to go, and what to do
To wash away the blood from his face and from his fingers
Hide him in the fold farther down
You better open up a hole in the sky before the fire comes down

Here comes gambling, Susan, she's a-using up, and a-losing
The money she's refusing to save
Her husband's sick and tired, the children all are crying
While Susie bets her life against the grain

Lord, Lord, Lord, help this lowly sinner
Tell her where to go, and what to do
To wash away the blood from her face and from her fingers
Hide her in the fold farther down
You better open up a hole in the sky before the fire comes down

They're stealing from their neighbors, making deals and selling favors
Slipping silver needles in their veins
Bringing days of crying, heartache they are buying
Gambling with their lives and getting deranged

Lord, Lord, Lord, help these lowly sinners
Tell them where to go and what to do
To wash away the blood from their face and from their fingers
Hide them in the fold farther down

You better open up a hole in the sky
Before the fire comes down