Tekster: Jason Mccoy. I Feel a Sin Comin' On.

I've been workin' like a dog with my nose to the ground
If I don't loosen up these chains I'm gonna lose my mind
Been on the straight and narrow far too long
I'm headin' downtown and the devil's taggin' 'long
Lord, have mercy on my soul I feel a sin comin' on

I'm helpless as a child when the neon calls my name
I'm drawn to pretty ladies like a moth to a flame
That sweet perfume makes it hard to tell my right from my wrong, oh
Yeah, the feelin's awful weak and the Devil's mighty strong
Lord, have mercy on my soul I feel a sin comin' on

I try to be good every day
But tonight I hope the angels turn and look the other way
I fight the urge every time but to tell the truth
Right now that apple's lookin' mighty fine
I can feel a fever deep down in my bones
Lord, haver mercy on my soul I feel a sin comin' on

Well, I ain't exactly good and I ain't exactly bad
I ain't the smartest child that my mama ever had
I never seem to leave temptation alone, no
Yeah, the feelin's awful weak and the Devil's mighty strong
Lord, have mercy on my soul I feel a sin comin' on

I try to be good every day but tonight I hope the angels
Turn and look the other way
I fight the urge every time but to tell the truth
Right now that apple's lookin' mighty fine
I can feel a fever deep down in my bones
Lord, haver mercy on my soul I feel a sin comin' on

I can feel a fever deep down in my bones
Lord, haver mercy on my soul I feel a sin comin' on