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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mae Estes
Mae Estes
Background Vocals
Paul Sikes
Paul Sikes
Background Vocals
Carl Miner
Carl Miner
Acoustic Guitar
James Mitchell
James Mitchell
Electric Guitar
Eddy Dunlap
Eddy Dunlap
Pedal Steel Guitar
Josh Matheny
Josh Matheny
Dobro
J. Spivey
J. Spivey
Fiddle
Ryan Madora
Ryan Madora
Bass
Alex Wright
Alex Wright
Keyboards
Nir Z
Nir Z
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mae Estes
Mae Estes
Songwriter
Paul Sikes
Paul Sikes
Songwriter
Justin Wilson
Justin Wilson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Sikes
Paul Sikes
Producer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Recording Engineer
Matt Rovey
Matt Rovey
Mixing Engineer
Nathan Dantzler
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She grew up on the front pew of the Bethel Baptist Church
Her mama led the choir and her daddy preached the word
She got her angel wings the day that she was born
Nobody ever thought she'd end up growing horns
[Verse 2]
Well, he blew into town on a dark and dusty wind
She fell like the rain for a kiss as sweet as sin
He set her world on fire 'til it all fell apart
But that devil met his match the day he broke her heart
[Chorus]
She's singing, "Lord, forgive me for what I'm 'bout to do
It ain't Christian, but this one ain't on you
Well, I've been sleeping with a well-known heathen and I could sure use your help
Gettin' back up to Heaven when I drop him off in Hell"
[Verse 3]
Well, it won't be no gun, it won't be no blade
But I'm 'bound to be the one to give him what he gave
I know it ain't right, but after what he did to me
It's an eye for an eye and I can't turn the other cheek
[Chorus]
Singing, "Lord, forgive me for what I'm 'bout to do
It ain't Christian, but this one ain't on you
Well, I've been sleeping with a well-known heathen and I could sure use your help
Gettin' back up to Heaven when I drop him off in Hell"
[PostChorus]
Ooh
[Verse 4]
She stood there like a stone by a jury of her peers
They sentenced her to life, she never cried a tear
Her daddy smiled the day he found the note she left behind
He might've raised a cold blood killer, but he raised the prayin' kind
[Chorus]
Singing, "Lord, forgive me for what I'm 'bout to do
It ain't Christian, but this one ain't on you
Well, I've been sleeping with a well-known heathen and I could sure use your help
Gettin' back up to Heaven when I drop him off in Hell"
Gettin' back up to Heaven
Written by: Justin Wilson, Mae Estes, Paul Sikes
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