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I was up all night, working hard on the mountain
Rollinâ eighty mile an hour on the way back down
Back on the flats at 7:02
Sun coming up, I started thinking about you
If that dashboard evangelist couldâve kissed your Sunday bedroom eyes
He wouldnât make it to church on time
Preacher drive a Lincoln, deacon drive a Ford
This old rust-bucket got four on the floor
And a wide windshield full of distractions
I want a pop-a-top, pawn shop piece of the action
I was straight on my way to the tent revival
When something on the corner shined
I didnât make it to church on time
Yes I want to be good--like I should
But I always seem to find
The sweetest fruit on the vine
The congregation met and they sent me a letter
Said weâre gonna pray for you, son, âtil your timing gets better
Weâre making a mark for every day you miss
Remember old Judas went astray with just one kiss
When his immortal soul was lost for the mere cost of 40 dimes
He didnât make it to church on time