Hello, Mrs. Johnson, you self-righteous woman, Sunday school teacher, what brings you out
slumming, do you reckon a preacher would approve where you are, standing here fizzing
with a backsliding Christian in a neighborhood bar, well, yes, that's my bottle, yes, that's
my glass, and I see your eyeballing, this pretty,
young lass, it ain't none of your business, but yes, she's with me, and we don't need
no sermon, you self-righteous woman, just let us be, the Lord knows I'm drinking, and
running around, and running around, and he don't need your loud mouth, informing me
the town, the Lord knows I'm sinning, and sinning ain't right, but me and the good Lord
will have us a good talk later tonight, goodbye, Mrs. Johnson, you self-righteous woman, Sunday
school teacher, what brings you out slumming, do you reckon a preacher would approve where
you are, standing here fizzing with a backsliding Christian in a neighborhood bar, well, yes,
that's my bottle, yes, that's my glass, and I see your eyeballing, this pretty, young
lass, it ain't none of your business, but me and the good Lord will have us a good talk
later tonight, goodbye, Mrs. Johnson, you self-righteous woman, this pretty, young lass,
and I see your eyeballing, and sinning ain't right, but me and the good Lord will have us
I'm drinking
The Lord knows I'm drinking
And running around
And running around
And he don't need your loud mouth
Informing the town
The Lord knows I'm sinning
The Lord knows I'm sinning
And sinning ain't right
And sinning ain't right
But me and the good Lord
Wanna have us a good talk
Later tonight
But me and the good Lord