Praying To The Wrong God - Charlie Daniels

Praying To The Wrong God - Charlie Daniels
You got your diamonds in your carry bag
Two thousand dollar suit across your back
You've got your mansion out
On millionaire's row
Go all the places that the rich folks go
Your Bible is a check book
And your church is a bank
You don't believe in charity
And you don't give thanks
For what you've got brother
That's a lot
You lie and swindle
And you steal and you cheat
You throw widows
And orphans right out on the street
You say when it comes to business
It's alright to be tough
You think your money's enough
But you're praying to the wrong god mister
You're living for your sensual
Pleasures and your evil desires
Praying to the wrong god mister
One of these days it's going to eat your
Flesh like fire like fire
Eat your flesh like fire
When you need answers you don't go to the Lord
You've got your tarot cards and ouija board
You put your faith in scientology in
Fortune tellers and astrology
You hate your neighbors and you cheat on your wife
You say you'll make it up in your next life
You say all roads lead to the mountain top
You've got a long way to drop
And you're praying to the wrong god mister
Satan wants to blind you
To the truth and tell you all is well
And you're praying to the wrong god mister
You're running down a highway leading
You straight to hell to hell
You're headed straight to hell
But you're praying to the wrong god mister
Satan wants to blind you
To the truth and tell you all is well
And you're praying to the wrong god mister
You're running down a highway leading
You straight to hell to hell
You're headed straight for hell
Praying to the wrong god
Praying to the wrong god
You got your diamonds in your carry bag
Two thousand dollar suit across your back
When you need answers you don't go to the Lord
You've got your tarot cards and ouija board
You hate your neighbors
And you cheat on your wife
You say you'll make it up in your next life