paroles de chanson Praying the Dust off My Knees - Tony Justice

I can hear those old church bells a ring
As Sunday morning crashes down
The smell of cheap whiskey and her sweet perfume still lingers around
That old hotel bible on that one
Night stand, I feel it staring back at me
Making morning confessions for last night
Transgressions and pray the dust off my knees
I'm holding onto sin like a dying old friend
The devil is draggin me down
I keep on waking with my hand shaking afraid I'm too lost to be found
I got an earthly addiction,
A spiritual conviction even the blind can see
Making morning confessions for last nights
Transgressions and praying the dust off my knees
As I stand here and stare in the
Mirror at a stranger with shame on his face
The slim and forsaken,
This path I've taken, asking for mercy and grace
A cold pale reflection far from perfection, heaven helps what I need
I'm making morning confessions for last nights
Transgressions and praying the dust off my knees
I'm holding on to sin like a dying old friend
The devil keeps dragging me down
I keep on waking with my hands shaking afraid I'm too lost to be found
I got and earthly addiction,
A spiritual conviction even a blind man can see
I'm making morning confessions for last night
Transgressions and praying the dust off my knees
Praying that dust off my knees