Well, I pulled upTo that church of ChristWith a broken heartAnd bloodshot eyesToo hungover to go insideSo, I hung my head and drove on byAnd I don't feel like HallelujahWith this aching in my chestSo here I sit out on some backroad paper sack and Marlboro redsDrinking in my Sunday bestThought I really, really knew him wellHe was the one, far as I could tellBut last night I caught him with somebody elseAnd yeah, that preacher's son can go to hellAnd I don't feel like HallelujahWith this aching in my chestSo here I sit out on some backroad paper sack and Marlboro redsDrinking in my Sunday bestAnd yeah, I know that I'll get over him in timeBut right now forgiveness ain't something I can findAnd I don't feel like HallelujahWith this aching in my chestSo here I sit out on some backroad paper sack and Marlboro redsDrinking, and I'm a messYeah, I'm drinking in my Sunday bestWhen I pulled up to that church of ChristOh, I'm gonna be here just drinkingYou're somethin' sillyHell, Jesus turned water to wineMm, pour me another one, hahahaWhoo, I'm drunk
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Lainey Denay Wilson (19 de mayo de 1992) es una cantautora de música country estadounidense. Actuó desde una edad temprana, antes de ir a Nashville, Tennessee, para seguir una carrera como artista country. En 2014, lanzó su primer álbum, seguido de un segundo…
