Sometimes he straddles fences
Sometimes he hangs the moon
Sometimes he rises early
So he can drink before noon
At this rate,
I don?t know the path he?ll take, no
Hades or Pearly Gates
Either way he?ll get a brand new start
He needs Jesus, or a bullet in his heart
His momma, she was a rounder
His daddy was a man of the cloth
Sometimes he walks on water
Sometimes on alcohol
At this rate,
I don?t know the path he?ll take, no
Hades or Pearly Gates
Either way he?ll get a brand new start
He needs Jesus, or a bullet in his heart
He?s got a gun and a Bible with his name on it
God knows that I cry and that I pray, darn it?s
At this rate,
I don?t know the path he?ll take, no
Hades or Pearly Gates
Either way he?ll get a brand new start
He needs Jesus, or a bullet in his heart
That boy needs Jesus, or a bullet in his heart