Lyrics to Lord Knows
Lord knows I ain't no saint
And I only dress up on Sunday
And on Friday night the devil's in my veins
While the quarters in my pocket make the jukebox sing
A lonesome song on how I lost my way
Down a one lane path, nobody paved my way
Had a lotta good times and a few heartbreaks
I've always been a sinner, never claimed to be a saint
Ain't always been the guy that I am today
Me and Drew used to break in the Mustangs
In the middle of the night in Kingston springs
Then karma come around and crossed my way
Grandpaw passed I got a little wild
Started inking up my body every check I got
Just sitting in the barn with the lights cut off
Wondering where I'd end up in the 4 years time
And I dropped out of school 'cause it weren't for me
My senior year I was slinging them drywall sheets
Starting up that truck about 5 in the morning
Busting ass every day in the Tennessee sun
Talk about that dream seemed out of reach
For a piece of shit whole sinner like me
Thank God that he put me on my own two feet
That's why I play before I go to sleep
Lord knows I ain't no saint
And I only dress up on Sunday
And on Friday night the devil's in my veins
While the quarters in my pocket make the jukebox sing
A lonesome song on how I lost my way
Down a one lane path, nobody paved my way
Had a lotta good times and a few heartbreaks
I've always been a sinner, never claimed to be a saint
Well I spent a many night in the county jail
Down on my luck and drunk as hell
Nobody accepted my calls
Nobody is paying my bail
Well I had to swallow my pride
Pick myself up and look inside
Facing life eye to eye
I swear to God this my last time
Something deep down kept calling me
Holding me and I wanna be
Better than the man I used to be
And I wanna give it all to me
Ain't nobody ever paved my way
And the Lord knows I ain't ever been a saint
He guards my soul every day
And I gotta give him thanks for these better days
Lord knows I ain't no saint
And I only dress up on Sunday
And on Friday night the devil's in my veins
While the quarters in my pocket make the jukebox sing
A lonesome song on how I lost my way
Down a one lane path, nobody paved my way
Had a lotta good times and a few heartbreaks
I've always been a sinner, never claimed to be a saint
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And I only dress up on Sunday
And on Friday night the devil's in my veins
While the quarters in my pocket make the jukebox sing
A lonesome song on how I lost my way
Down a one lane path, nobody paved my way
Had a lotta good times and a few heartbreaks
I've always been a sinner, never claimed to be a saint
Ain't always been the guy that I am today
Me and Drew used to break in the Mustangs
In the middle of the night in Kingston springs
Then karma come around and crossed my way
Grandpaw passed I got a little wild
Started inking up my body every check I got
Just sitting in the barn with the lights cut off
Wondering where I'd end up in the 4 years time
And I dropped out of school 'cause it weren't for me
My senior year I was slinging them drywall sheets
Starting up that truck about 5 in the morning
Busting ass every day in the Tennessee sun
Talk about that dream seemed out of reach
For a piece of shit whole sinner like me
Thank God that he put me on my own two feet
That's why I play before I go to sleep
Lord knows I ain't no saint
And I only dress up on Sunday
And on Friday night the devil's in my veins
While the quarters in my pocket make the jukebox sing
A lonesome song on how I lost my way
Down a one lane path, nobody paved my way
Had a lotta good times and a few heartbreaks
I've always been a sinner, never claimed to be a saint
Well I spent a many night in the county jail
Down on my luck and drunk as hell
Nobody accepted my calls
Nobody is paying my bail
Well I had to swallow my pride
Pick myself up and look inside
Facing life eye to eye
I swear to God this my last time
Something deep down kept calling me
Holding me and I wanna be
Better than the man I used to be
And I wanna give it all to me
Ain't nobody ever paved my way
And the Lord knows I ain't ever been a saint
He guards my soul every day
And I gotta give him thanks for these better days
Lord knows I ain't no saint
And I only dress up on Sunday
And on Friday night the devil's in my veins
While the quarters in my pocket make the jukebox sing
A lonesome song on how I lost my way
Down a one lane path, nobody paved my way
Had a lotta good times and a few heartbreaks
I've always been a sinner, never claimed to be a saint
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