Paroles The Lord Knows I'm Drinkin' de Cowboy Mouth

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Hello, Mrs. JohnsonYou self-righteous womanSunday school teacherWhat brings you out slumming?Do you reckon the preacherWould approve where you are?Standing here, visiting a backsliding ChristianIn a neighborhood barWell, yeah, that's my bottleAnd that's my glassAnd I see you're eyeballingMy sweet, little lassIt ain't none of your businessBut yes, she's with meSo, leave us alone, you self-righteous womanJust let us beThe Lord knows I'm drinkingAnd running aroundHe don't need your loud mouthInforming the townThe Lord knows I'm sinningAnd sinning it rightBut me and the good LordAre having a good talk, later tonightYeahOooAhOwGoCome on, play that thing.Goodbye, Mrs. JohnsonYour self-righteous pityI don't need your preachingI don't need your pitySo, go back to whateverYou hypocrites doAnd just be niceAnd I'll put in a good word later, for youThe Lord knows I'm drinking (The Lord knows I'm drinking)And running around (And running around)He don't need your loud mouth (He don't need your loud mouth)Informing the townThe Lord knows I'm sinning (The Lord knows I'm sinning)And sinning it right (And sinning it right)But me and the good LordAre having a good talk, later tonight (later tonightYeah, me and the good LordAre having a good talk, later tonightYeah, ah, yes. Hit it.

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