He pushed me `round
Now I`m drawin` the line
He lived his life
Now I`m gonna go live mine
I`m sick of wastin` my time
Well now I`ve been good for way too long
Found my red dress and I`m gonna throw it on
`Bout to get too far gone

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of my twelve ounce nutrition
One more helpin` of what I`ve been havin`
I`m takin` my turn on the sin wagon

On a mission to make something happen
Feel like Delilah lookin` for Samson
Do a little mattress dancin`
That`s right I said mattress dancin`

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more
Of what I`ve been missin`
I don`t know where I`ll be crashin`
But I`m arrivin` on a sin wagon

When it`s my turn to march up to old glory
I`m gonna have one hell of a story
That`s if he forgives me
Oh, lord please forgive me

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of that sweet salvation
They may take me
With my feet draggin`
But I`ll fly away on a sin wagon

I`ll fly away on a sin wagon