Текст песни Lord Knows (feat. Justin Adams) - Bottleneck , Justin Adams , Upchurch

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 into 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 inkin' up my body every check I got
Just sittin' in the barn with the lights cut off

Wonderin' where I'd end up in the four years time
And I dropped out of school 'cause it wasn't for me
My senior year, I was slingin' them drywall sheets
Startin' up that truck about five in the mornin'
Bustin' ass every day in the Tennessee sun
Talk about that dream seemed out of reach
For a piece of shit old sinner like me
Thank God that he put me on my own two feet
That's why I pray 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 payin' my bail
Well, I had to swallow my pride
Pick myself up and look inside
Facin' life eye to eye
I swear to God, this my last time

Something deep down keep callin' me
Holdin' 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 never 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