A Man Don't Have To Die

Intro: Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you’re new here but you need to understand Well It don’t really scare us when you yell and shake your fist You see we already know that hell exists It’s six months short of thirty years when the boss man lays you off No thankin’ you no pair of shoes no shiny new gold watch It’s payments that you can’t make on a house that you can’t sell See a man don’t have to die to go to hell No you don’t have to die to go to hell So tell us ’bout them angels and how they fly around and sing Tell us how to get there ’cause we all want to be Restin’ in the arms of Jesus no shame or pain or tears   There’s hell enough to go around down here It’s a place out by the airport where the girls dance just for you And all you feel is drunk and broke and lonely when their through It’s waking up with nothing but that stale tobacco smell See a man don’t have to die to go to hell Nah you don’t have to die to go to hell Oooh oooh oooh ooohohhh Oooh oooh oooh ooohohhh ooohohhh Oooh oooh oooh ooohohhh Oooh oooh oooh ooohohhh ooohohhh It’s every other weekend and wednesdays with your kid   And knowin’ that he’ll hate you when he finds out what you did Cause you’d all still be together if you loved his momma well There ain’t no end to the stories we can tell                                         () Yeah a man don’t have to die to go to hell So tell us bout them angels how they fly around and sing Oooh oooh oooh ooohohhh Oooh oooh oooh ooohohhh ooohohhh Oooh oooh oooh ooohohhh Oooh oooh oooh ooohohhh ooohohhh