I was fifteen when my Daddy's ol' man,
Caught me half way through my first beer.
He laughed so hard when my face turned green:
He said: "You come from a long line of sinners like me."
Now me an' my brother go to see him sometimes,
But he don't have much to say anymore.
So we sit on his headstone with a fifth of Jack D:
Here's to a long line of sinners like me.
La de da, de da, la de da da, de de:
I come from a long line of sinners like me.
My Momma had a soft spot for a hell-raisin' boy,
So she had two more just like him.
It takes an angel to raise a family,
That comes from a long line of sinners like me.
Well now, maybe, who knows? One day I'll settle down,
Get my Dad a grandson of his own.
An' when the doctor smacks him he'll prob'ly take a swing,
'Cause he'll come from a long line of sinners like me.
La de da, de da, la de da da, de de:
I come from a long line of sinners like me.
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On the day I die, I know where I'm gonna go:
Me an' Jesus got that part worked out.
I'll wait at the gates till His face, I see,
An' stand in a long line of sinners like me.
I'll stand in a long line of sinners like me.
La de da, de da, la de da da, de de:
I come from a long line of sinners like me.
La de da, de da, la de da da, de de:
Here's to a long line of sinners like me.
I come from a long line of sinners like me.
