Capo 1st fret
Standard (EADGBE)
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
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