(M.Allsup)
I made all my money with my friends but I lost my pride
They can't believe that I'm feeling a strain inside

When I keep slipping on right and wrong

Gotta get the Lord in my life

Gotta bring the Lord back in my life
I've worked and lied for the things I took my wife for
Blind to the way to stop the sin in me

Can't see the good the Lord has given me
Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh


I can't count all the times
I've drank till the hours of the sunrise
Thinking that the one thing that I didn't need

Couldn't be far behind
At the bottom of the barrel there ain't no life
I can't see the way


Gotta bring the Lord in my life
Gotta bring the Lord back in my life

I've seen the truth
Through the bottom of a shot glass of vermouth
But that's not the way the Lord intended it

Messing up my life the way I'm spending it
Blind to the way to stop the sin in me
Um, can't see the good the Lord is giving me

So take the blame off me and let me go
The Lord made fools like me to tell them so
Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh


Gotta bring him back
I've worked I've tried, Lord, I've tried

Now I've tried
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, yeah
No, no, no, no, no

I've worked and lied
All my life I've tried
Oh, gotta bring him back

Wa, gotta bring him back
Gotta bring him back in my life
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, oh yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, oh yeah
Oh, yeah