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 and 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 something happen
Feel like Delilah lookin´ for Samson
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 old 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´
But I´ll fly away on a sin wagon

I´ll fly away on a sin wagon