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I was raised in church
Dad wouldn't have it any other way
And it helped more then it hurt but women and whiskey both led me astray
And I got my share of Demons
I can not seem to shake them off my back
And I've had my share of Demons point their fingers and tell me what I lack
And I'd rather be a slave again then free I suppose
I'm the King of all sinners
I've tried to be a saint Heaven knows
I've sang There's Power in the Blood of the Lamb
And I've held the Devil's hand
I've been blessed by fire
A simple kiss drove my innocence away
If my addictions were my choir the singing helped me make it thru the day
And when they would not sing a
Would
Push me to the ground
With all my suffering I'm the Patron Saint of Never Being Down
And I'd rather be a slave again then free I suppose
Well I'm the King of all sinners
I've tried to be a saint Heaven knows
I've sang There's Power in the Blood of the Lamb and I've held the Devil's hand
I'd rather be a slave again then free I suppose
I'm the king of all sinner I've tried to be a saint Heaven knows
I've sang There's Power in the Blood of the Lamb
And I've held the Devil's hand
There is power power wonder working power in the blood of the Lamb
There is power power wonder working power in the precious blood of the Lamb
There is power power wonder working power in the blood of the lamb
There is power power wonder working power in the precious blood of the lamb
And I'd rather be a slave again then free I suppose
Well I'm the King of all sinners
I've tried to be a saint Heaven knows
I've sang There's Power in the Blood of the Lamb
And I've held the Devil's hand
I've sang There's Power in the Blood of the lamb and I've held the devil's hand