Mulehead — Lord's Trusty lyrics

Lyrics

Your body’s riddled with addiction
Your life story is a work of fiction
You walk the walk, you talk the talk, you must be scared
You always said you were a good man
And I agree, I’m your biggest fan
But the judge’s full house beats your pair
Hey Tommy, where you gonna be?
Somewhere between Texas and Tennessee
And when you make parole
Maybe god will save your soul
And you can be
The Lord’s trusty
You were looking for a savior
To wash away the bitter flavor
Of everything your life shoved down your throat
The baby born in a manger
To you remained a stranger
On a sea of kerosene in a matchstick boat
Hey Tommy, where you gonna be?
Somewhere between Texas and Tennessee
And when you make parole
Maybe god will save your soul
And you can be
The Lord’s trusty
(Hell, let’s bust him out)
I just said what I had to say
I hope you take it the right way
As long as I got a heart, you got a home
If I prayed, I would pray for you
I still will if you want me to
But when you make your final stand, you’ll stand alone
Hey Tommy, where you gonna be?
Somewhere between Texas and Tennessee
And when you make parole
Maybe god will save your soul
And you can be
The Lord’s trusty