Текст песни James Bonamy - A Chance In Hell
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(R. Springer/T. Martin)Daddy was a drinkin` manHe never took to preachin`Said he found heaven in a drink Well momma was a bible totin`, God fearin` ChristianWould tell the devil to his fate Exactly what she thinksAs far as daddy knew Momma couldn`t driveSo every Sunday morning he`d give us a rideWell he`d wait out in the car Drinkin` Jim Beam from a sack But as the summer days grew hotterHe found a pew in the backDaddy never had a chance in hellSomethin` that my momma knew so wellWhile everybody else gave up Momma wore him down with love Daddy never had a chance in hell Well, Summer came and wentBut he stayed in the back row Blamin` it on the cold north wind outsideWell I guess that explainedThe flannel shirt and jackBut he had no explanationWhen momma asked about his tie He`d move up a little closer With every passing yearHe said it was because He simply couldn`t hearI never thought that Dad would ever Draw a sober breathMuch less lead us all in prayer When we laid mom to restDaddy never had a chance in hellSomethin` that my momma knew so wellWhile everybody else gave up Momma wore him down with love Daddy never had a chance in hell While everybody else gave upMomma wore him down with love Daddy never had a chance in hell