Who I aint

I never made a deal with the devil, but I broke promises to the Lord.

I’ve tried to be the man I should, but sometimes I fall short.

I’m not a man of anger; I never meant to hurt no one.

But there are things in my life, I’m sad to say I’ve done.

Cuz I broke the hearts of angels, cursed my fellow man

Turned from the Bible with a bottle in my hand.

My only hope for forgiveness, when the good Lord calls my name

Is that He knows who I am and who I ain’t.

I haven’t been to church on Sunday since I was in Sunday school

I used to blame Saturday nights but I wore out that excuse

I’m sitting in the twilight of my younger years

When I think about the man I was, it brings the man I am to tears.

Cuz I broke the hearts of angels, cursed my fellow man

Turned from the Bible with a bottle in my hand

My only hope for forgiveness, when the good Lord calls my name

Is that He knows who I am and who I ain’t.