Our dear father who art in heaven
It all gets fuzzy just a little after seven
When I stopped off at Lucy's, to get myself a
Drink
Er two
Work'd been hard and the week'd been long
Lucy last night, she was pourin' 'em strong
And Lord have mercy, I didn't stop to
Think
'Bout you
Another night spent with' Jim, Johnnie and Jack
Came in for a couple but I kinda lost track
Promise when I got there my intentions were good
Not the first time I didn't do as I should
Keys are in my pocket; truck's not in the drive
And I'm wonderin' if my friends are aware I'm alive
Jesus, 'fore I kneel down and start to atone
Let me ask you one question... ... How the hell'd I get home?
Lord if I sinned, can you gimme a hint?
If I done someone wrong, don't let it end up in print
Trying to be one of your great adherents,
But I keep backslidin' from the Holy Spirits
Another night spent with' Jim, Johnnie and Jack
Your boys are usually friendly, but they gave me no slack
As my Redeemer, would you advise
I go unbreak my promises and untell my lies?
What the devil was I thinkin' couldn't I justa had one
Put my glass on the bar, say "Lucy, thanks but I'm done"
Dear Jesus, 'fore I kneel down and start to atone
Let me ask you one question... ... How the hell'd I get home?
Well, it 'coulda been the whiskey
Mighta been the wine
May 'a been the shooters
Tequila and lime
You know I didn't need that last one
Probly didn't need the one before
When The devil on my shoulder said "let's grab another cold one"
Shoulda headed for the door
Now I lay me back down to sleep,
I dream of promises I thought I'd keep
I'll face tomorrow with new intention
I might need a dose of Divine Intervention?
Another night spent with' Jim, Johnnie and Jack
One and then the other 'til the night went black
You can condemn me, if you're so inclined
But even you swapped you water for wine
Keys are in my pocket; truck's not in the drive
'Nother one of these and I ain't gonna survive
Jesus, 'fore I kneel down and start to atone
Let me ask you one question
How the hell'd I get home?
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Our dear father who art in heaven
It all gets fuzzy just a little after seven
When I stopped off at Lucy's, to get myself a
Drink
Er two
Work'd been hard and the week'd been long
Lucy last night, she was pourin' 'em strong
And Lord have mercy, I didn't stop to
Think
'Bout you
Another night spent with' Jim, Johnnie and Jack
Came in for a couple but I kinda lost track
Promise when I got there my intentions were good
Not the first time I didn't do as I should
Keys are in my pocket; truck's not in the drive
And I'm wonderin' if my friends are aware I'm alive
Jesus, 'fore I kneel down and start to atone
Let me ask you one question... ... How the hell'd I get home?
Lord if I sinned, can you gimme a hint?
If I done someone wrong, don't let it end up in print
Trying to be one of your great adherents,
But I keep backslidin' from the Holy Spirits
Another night spent with' Jim, Johnnie and Jack
Your boys are usually friendly, but they gave me no slack
As my Redeemer, would you advise
I go unbreak my promises and untell my lies?
What the devil was I thinkin' couldn't I justa had one
Put my glass on the bar, say "Lucy, thanks but I'm done"
Dear Jesus, 'fore I kneel down and start to atone
Let me ask you one question... ... How the hell'd I get home?
Well, it 'coulda been the whiskey
Mighta been the wine
May 'a been the shooters
Tequila and lime
You know I didn't need that last one
Probly didn't need the one before
When The devil on my shoulder said "let's grab another cold one"
Shoulda headed for the door
Now I lay me back down to sleep,
I dream of promises I thought I'd keep
I'll face tomorrow with new intention
I might need a dose of Divine Intervention?
Another night spent with' Jim, Johnnie and Jack
One and then the other 'til the night went black
You can condemn me, if you're so inclined
But even you swapped you water for wine
Keys are in my pocket; truck's not in the drive
'Nother one of these and I ain't gonna survive
Jesus, 'fore I kneel down and start to atone
Let me ask you one question
How the hell'd I get home?
It all gets fuzzy just a little after seven
When I stopped off at Lucy's, to get myself a
Drink
Er two
Work'd been hard and the week'd been long
Lucy last night, she was pourin' 'em strong
And Lord have mercy, I didn't stop to
Think
'Bout you
Another night spent with' Jim, Johnnie and Jack
Came in for a couple but I kinda lost track
Promise when I got there my intentions were good
Not the first time I didn't do as I should
Keys are in my pocket; truck's not in the drive
And I'm wonderin' if my friends are aware I'm alive
Jesus, 'fore I kneel down and start to atone
Let me ask you one question... ... How the hell'd I get home?
Lord if I sinned, can you gimme a hint?
If I done someone wrong, don't let it end up in print
Trying to be one of your great adherents,
But I keep backslidin' from the Holy Spirits
Another night spent with' Jim, Johnnie and Jack
Your boys are usually friendly, but they gave me no slack
As my Redeemer, would you advise
I go unbreak my promises and untell my lies?
What the devil was I thinkin' couldn't I justa had one
Put my glass on the bar, say "Lucy, thanks but I'm done"
Dear Jesus, 'fore I kneel down and start to atone
Let me ask you one question... ... How the hell'd I get home?
Well, it 'coulda been the whiskey
Mighta been the wine
May 'a been the shooters
Tequila and lime
You know I didn't need that last one
Probly didn't need the one before
When The devil on my shoulder said "let's grab another cold one"
Shoulda headed for the door
Now I lay me back down to sleep,
I dream of promises I thought I'd keep
I'll face tomorrow with new intention
I might need a dose of Divine Intervention?
Another night spent with' Jim, Johnnie and Jack
One and then the other 'til the night went black
You can condemn me, if you're so inclined
But even you swapped you water for wine
Keys are in my pocket; truck's not in the drive
'Nother one of these and I ain't gonna survive
Jesus, 'fore I kneel down and start to atone
Let me ask you one question
How the hell'd I get home?
Writer: Dave Pattie
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