Letras
Spent the last year in a bottle
Blamin' God for everything
If she could see the shape I'm in
She'd be so ashamed
Stumbled into church last Sunday morning
Preacher preachin' 'bout redemption
Well, I heard it all before
But this time I finally listened
I just got to go to Heaven
If I'm gonna see her again
Hell, I'll fight the devil
'Til Saint Peter lets me in
From here on out, it's straight and narrow
A little more King James and no Jim Beam
I just got to go to Heaven
'Cause she's there waitin' on me
Been livin' my life like there's no tomorrow
Oh, and prayin' that there's not
But this road to Hell that I've been on
Keeps pushin' us further apart
I know guys like me, they seldom make it
Oh, past those shinin' gates (Oh)
But I swear, one day, I'll walk (I'll walk)
Those streets of gold (Streets of gold)
Lookin' for her angel face (I gotta see, I gotta see her face)
I'm gonna change
'Cause I just got to go to Heaven (I gotta go to Heaven)
If I'm gonna see her again (Woo)
Hell, I'll fight the devil (Yeah)
'Til Saint Peter lets me in (He gotta let me in)
From here on out, it's straight and
Narrow (I'm on the straight and narrow)
A little more King James and no Jim Beam (No Jim Beam)
I just got to go to Heaven (Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go)
'Cause she's there waitin' on me