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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hayes Carll
Hayes Carll
Vocals
Will Kimbrough
Will Kimbrough
Electric Guitar
Pat Buchanan
Pat Buchanan
Electric Guitar
John Gardner
John Gardner
Drums
Dan Baird
Dan Baird
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hayes Carll
Hayes Carll
Composer
Brian Keane
Brian Keane
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brad Jones
Brad Jones
Producer
Marc Primeau
Marc Primeau
Assistant Recording Engineer
Richard Dodd
Richard Dodd
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

We've been datin' since high school
We never once left this town
We used to go out on the weekends
And, we'd drink 'til we drowned
But, now, she's actin' funny
And, I don't understand
I think that she's found her
Some other man
She left me for Jesus
And, that just ain't fair
She says, that he's perfect
How could I compare?
She says, I should find him
And, I'll know peace, at last
If I ever find Jesus
I'm kickin' his ass
She showed me a picture
All I could do was stare
At that freak in his sandals
With his long, purty hair
They must think that I'm stupid
Or, I don't have a clue
I bet he's a Commie
Or, even worse yet, a Jew
She left me for Jesus
And, that just ain't fair
She says, that he's perfect
How could I compare?
She says, I should find him
And, I'll know peace, at last
If I ever find Jesus
I'm kickin' his ass
She's given up whiskey
And taken up wine
While she prays for his troubles
And's forgot about mine
I'ma gonna get even
I can't handle the shame
Why, the last time we made love
She even called out his name
She left me for Jesus
And, that just ain't fair
She says, that he's perfect
How could I compare?
She says, I should find him
And, I'll know peace, at last
If I ever find Jesus
I'ma kickin' his ass
It could have been Carlos
Or, even Billy or Ted
But, if I ever find Jesus
He's gonna wish he were dead
Ah, man
Written by: Brian Keane, Hayes Carll
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