MY OLD MAN
WAS A CONTRADICTION
A REAL HARD MAN
TO FIGURE
HE'D READ
THE KING JAMES BIBLE
WHILE SIPPIN' ON
CORN LIQUOR
HE'D GET DRUNK
AND HE'D GET
TO PREACHIN'
RIGHT OUT ON THE PORCH
ALTERNATIN'
BETWEEN CUSSIN'
AND 'A PRAYIN'
SPITTIN' AND 'A PRAISIN'
THE LORD
NO DOUBT ABOUT IT
HE WAS A MAN
OF BOTH EXTREMES
HE HAD HIS SHARE
OF DEMONS
BUT ON JESUS
HE WOULD LEAN
HE SAID FLY HIGH
LIKE THE ANGELS
RUN WILD
LIKE THE DEVIL
WE'RE ALL TRYIN'
TO FIND THE MIDDLE
BETWEEN SAINT
AND SINNER
WRONG AND RIGHT
SUNDAY MORNIN'
AND SATURDAY NIGHT
WELL I HAVE SUNG
AMAZING GRACE
HYMNAL IN MY HAND
PLAYED STAIRWAY
TO HEAVEN
IN A THREE PIECE
PICK UP BAND
WELL I KNOW
THE STRAIGHT
AND NARROW
IS THE PATH
THAT I SHOULD TAKE
BUT OUT HERE
ON THE FAST LANE
YOU TEND TO GO
A LITTLE SIDEWAYS
I STILL HEAR HIM
PREACHIN'
SLURRIN' HIS WORDS
A BIT
SAYIN' THE THING
ABOUT TEMPTATION
IS IT'S SO HARD TO RESIST
HE SAID FLY HIGH
LIKE THE ANGELS
RUN WILD
LIKE THE DEVIL
WE'RE ALL TRYIN'
TO FIND THE MIDDLE
BETWEEN SAINT
AND SINNER
WRONG AND RIGHT
SUNDAY MORNIN'
AND SATURDAY NIGHT
4 BAR
BREAK
WELL BACK THEN
I DIDN'T REALIZE
THE WISDOM
OF HIS SERMON
IT TOOK A WHILE
TO UNDERSTAND
THE LESSON
I'M STILL LEARNIN'
HE SAID FLY HIGH
LIKE THE ANGELS
RUN WILD
LIKE THE DEVIL
WE'RE ALL TRYIN'
TO FIND THE MIDDLE
BETWEEN SAINT
AND SINNER
WRONG AND RIGHT
SUNDAY MORNING
AND SATURDAY NIGHT
SAINT AND SINNER
WRONG AND RIGHT
SUNDAY MORNING
AND SATURDAY NIGHT
YEAH YEAH EH
HE SAID FLY HIGH
LIKE THE ANGELS