well Halloween in Heaven It's Christmas in Hell, Hell, Hell Halloween in Heaven, oh well, oh well The Devil stole a Yule tree decorated with souls Jesus
Oh Jesus loves you get on your knees and pray you'll die and go to heaven but here in hell we'll stay our Bible is our music, and tha guitar is our
one leaves And the last note fades And the last dream's been put away Shut the light off, shut the light off When the front man turns to Jesus And the
by and by (I'm climbing up the mountain I'm climbing up the mountain) [ guitar ] Yeah I would not be a sinner oh no no no I'm climbing with my Jesus to
to me, it still sucks! W: Oh? J: And anyway, I mean, oh Jesus, I'm gonna go away and interview Roland. I mean, Jesus, what a bunch of fuckin' bullocks
dark place The answer was here all along And that's why I wrote this song To tell you about my Jesus and my faith The stories in the Bible And about the grand love that Jesus
about it farther along we'll understand why Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine we'll understand it all by and by [ ac.guitar ] When we see Jesus
set Gotta believe in what's real You gotta go with what you know You can leave here with a good feeling 'You never know' you told me so Jesus
see to get a picture of me I grew up on gospel ?cause that?s all my daddy?d listen to I found my soul in rock and roll When me and my first guitar were
blues And who got who by the short hairs Standing there in their high dollar suits Looking down at my tattered old jeans and boots And this weathered guitar
up in heaven might like to hear me sing I sang to my children before they strayed so far I sang for my lover or a nickel in a tip jar I never knew Jesus
smokes his guitars I mean cigars in his easy chair I know all about easy chairs And then I sing a song for my friends Jesus is my boyfriend, Jesus is
her skin Like sharpened ballpoint pens and steel guitar strings She says it hurts but it's worth it Tiny little text etched into her neck it said "Jesus
They come from the cities And they come from the smaller towns Beat up cars with guitars and drummers Goin' crack boom bam R O C K in the U.S.A. R O
what Break me off some baby You're wicked, baby so do what's right Break me off a piece of that love tonight Like a steel guitar that I love to play Everyone loves Jesus
The weather warmer, he is colder Four men in uniform To carry home my little soldier (What could he do? Should have been a rock star) But he didn't have the money for a guitar
but Thou art strong Jesus keep me from all wrong I'll be satisfied as long as I walk let me walk close to Thee Just a closer walk with Thee grant it Jesus
of a??bless your hearta?? And a??honey chile, hush your moutha?? My great grandaddy knew Robert E. Lee I knew Elvis and he knew me I learned about Jesus