Grew up in the countryside Next to a house of God I've had the Bible read to me But forgotten what it's all about Bet I'll be reminded of its words one day When the seventh trumpet calls I'll be raisin' my hands to the sky and say That I'm sorry for what I've done Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, if You wouldn't mind I'm stuck between believin' and livin' a sinner's life Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, if You wouldn't mind Be gentle with me when I die and I'll behave when I arrive By the skin of his teeth that he paid the bills Drivin' around on Hayden wheels Swore to him I'll pull my weight someday But I still don't know how that feels Mama raised her sons from boys to men With her spirit by her side She had us say grace at dinnertime But I never really closed my eyes Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, if You wouldn't mind I'm stuck between believin' and livin' a sinner's life Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, if You wouldn't mind Be gentle with me when I die and I'll behave when I arrive Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, if You wouldn't mind I'm stuck between believin', livin' a sinner's life Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, if You wouldn't mind Be gentle with me when I die and I'll behave when I arrive Yeah