Sin Wagon

He pushed me round
Now Im drawing the line
He lived his life
Now Im gonna go live mine
Im sick on wasting my time
Well now Ive been good for way too long
Found my red dress and Im 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 helping of what Ive been having
Im takin my turn on the sin wagon
On a mission to make something happen
Feel like Delilah lookin for Samson
Do a little mattress dancin
Thats right I said mattress dancin
Praise the lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more
Of what Ive been missin
I dont know where Ill be crashin
But Im arrivin on a sin wagon
When its my turn to march up to old glory
Im gonna have one hell of a story
Thats 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
But Ill fly away on a sin wagon
Ill fly away on a sin wagon