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verse Sunday morning was a fight I was running from a clip on tie It took Daddy's belt To get me in my Sunday best verse Lord supper would go on past Cracker crumbs and a little shot glass I was starving to death Cos i didn't know Jesus yet pre-chorus?? But I was saved by a month old Twinkie In my courderoy coat With every head bowed every eye closed chorus 1 Amazing grace don't make a sound Oh, Mama's gonna wear that back side out While shoutin' halelujah If you raised your hand or came on down To repent of your sins There'd be a little kiss there to hole right through ya But I wasn't no angel So I wasn't gonna throw no stones With every head bowed every eye closed Pass the plate and alter calls Every verse of I Surrender All Squirmin' in my seat Tummy growlin' like a grizzly bear Hit the door as the service closed Hopped in the car burned up the road To the KFC Cos I's gonna beat the Catholics there pre-chorus 2 While they were still confessin' We were blessin' our mashed potatoes With every head bowed every eye closed chorus 2 While daddy says grace put that fork back down Or Mama's gonna wear that back side out While shoutin' Halelujah I could have sworn I lost 15 pounds To lust for finger lickin' greasy fried chicken Burns a hole right through ya While Daddy's still prayin' Everybody's food has done got cold With every head bowed, every eye closed Well, God never struck me down Guess he thought it was a pretty good show With every head bowed and every eye closed Every head bowed, every eye closed tag (spoken) Mmmm. good chicken Will you pass them taters |
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