Well I ain´t never been an angel I ain´t never been called a saint Yeah, I´ve decorated every bar in town With a big red coat of paint
But good thing I had a good raisin´ For all the Hell I´ve raised since then When that roll is called up yonder I know they´ve gonna let me in
´Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul And he ain´t letting go, he ain´t letting go The Devil reaches out but he can´t grab hold ´Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul
And he ain´t letting go, he ain´t letting go Might have a little rust on my halo But when I´m gone I know where I´ll go ´Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul
Now I´ve been a little more cold beer Than holy water, it´s true More Saturday night on an old bar stool
Than a Sunday morning pew
But even old Hank Williams Finally saw the light And, oh hallelujah, I have too And it ain´t just the neon kind
´Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul And he ain´t letting go, he ain´t letting go The Devil reaches out but he can´t grab hold ´Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul
And he ain´t letting go, he ain´t letting go Might have a little rust on my halo But when I´m gone I know where I´ll go ´Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul, yeah Jesus got a tight grip on my soul, yeah
Whoa, I got a long, long way to go Whoa, but I´m gonna get there I know
´Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul And he ain´t letting go, he ain´t letting go The Devil reaches out but he can´t grab hold ´Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul
And he ain´t letting go, he ain´t letting go Might have a little rust on my halo But when I´m gone I know where I´ll go ´Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul Jesus got a tight grip on my soul Yeah he does, and he ain´t letting go