I hear someone sneaking around my back porch
I can see the shadowy figures flickering their torches
Son, you better wake your sister
Swear you better cut and run
I don't want to hear no crying
Cause I'm going for the gun
I know what I told your momma right before she died
Told her that I'd changed my ways, but I guess I lied
She brought me to the side of Jesus, taught me right from wrong
But when the Lord up and took her I strayed from the light
Son, you better wake your sister
Swear you better cut and run
I don't want to hear no crying
Cause I'm going for the gun
I guess I'll always be a sinner when it's said and done
Yeah, I'll always be a sinner but I'm not the only one
Son, you better wake your sister
Swear you better cut and run
I don't want to hear no crying
Cause I'm going for the gun