He pushed me 'round
now I'm drawin' the line
He lived his life
now I'm gonna go
live mine
I'm sick of wastin'
my time
Well now I've been good
for way too long
Found my red dress
now I'm gonna throw it on
'Bout to get too far gone
Praise the Lord
and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit
more of my
twelve ounce nutrition
One more helpin'
of what I've been havin'
I'm takin' my turn on
the sin wagon
On a mission to make
somethin' happen
Feel like Delilah
lookin' for Samson
Gonna do a little
mattress dancin'
That's right I said
mattress dancin'
Praise the Lord
and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more
of what I've been missin'
I don't know
where I'll be crashin'
But I'm arrivin'
on a sin wagon
When it's my turn
to march up to glory
I'm gonna have
one hell of a story
That's if he forgives me
Oh lord, please forgive me
Praise the Lord
and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more
of that sweet salvation
They may take me
with my feet draggin'
I'll fly away
on a sin wagon
I'll fly away
on a sin wagon