Got That Right Lyrics
Well Oh my good Lord
devil keep knocking at my door
Said he knew me once before
But he ain’t welcome here no more
I’m a half lit cigarette,
sitting on a light stand,
burning through a leather King James,
I’m a rearview rosary,
pocket full of kerosene
Lookin for a little grace
You can find me Sunday morning,
in the back pew just in time,
and I get that look
Preacher hits the Book
cuz he knows I’ve been out all night
Well Oh my good Lord
devil keep knocking at my door
Said he knew me once before
But he ain’t welcome here no more
That’s right
You got that right
You got that right
You got that right
Elvis lives
Jesus saves
That’s just the way I’s raised
You got that right
It’s fire it’s brim
Don’t know when to quit
I’m a little bit of water into wine
Off of old Saint John
Where Bonnie and Rod
Raised me up on the wild side
My grass ain’t always greener
It’s a lot more Spanish moss
Sipping holy water with the deacon’s only daughter
Then you wind up talkin bout God
Well Oh my good Lord
devil keep knocking at my door
Said he knew me once before
But he ain’t welcome here no more
That’s right
You got that right
You got that right
You got that right
Elvis lives
Jesus saves
That’s just the way I’s raised
You got that right
You got that right
Swing low sweet chariot comin for to carry me home
Swing low sweet chariot comin for to carry me home
Swing low sweet chariot comin for to carry me home
Swing low sweet chariot comin for to carry me home
Well Oh my good Lord
devil keep knocking at my door
Says he knew me once before
But he ain’t welcome here no more
That’s right
You got that right
You got that right
You got that right
Elvis lives
Jesus saves
That’s just the way I’s raised
You got that right
