She's Playing Hell Trying To Get Me To Heaven

I let it all hang out last night I come in hung over this morning My woman met me at the door Preachin' me this warnin' She said you're gonna have to change Your sinful way of living But she's playing hell Trying to get me to heaven Well, I promised to go to church with her 'Bout a month of Sundays ago Well, here it is Sunday again And I ain't been once in a row And every time that ole church bell rings You can hear my rod n' reel a singing And she's playing hell Trying to get me to heaven She's playing hell Trying to get me to heaven There ain't no way All my sins can be forgiven There's only ten commandments But I broke at least eleven She's playing hell Trying to get me to heaven She went out and bought me A Sunday go to meeting suit I must confess it looked pretty sharp With my deer hunting boots But I wore holes in both the knees Trying to roll them sevens She's playing hell Trying to get me to heaven She's playing hell Trying to get me to heaven