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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 that 12-ounce nutrition
One more helpin' of what I've been havin'
I'm takin' my turn on a sin wagon
On a mission to make somethin' 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 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
Go!

I'll fly away on a sin wagon