My life in a song. Dan I’ve been listening to you since I was 18. Somehow you’ve depicted my art style, message to the world, and deepest love of the the folk North American sound. Whatever message you have to the world, I feel ours is the same. Thank you
Well, I've cursed at Jesus - with smoke on my breath I gave Him every reason - to leave me for dead Thank God He didn't - 'cause I swear I believe There's a place up in Heaven For a God-fearin' Heathen like me And I know those streets of gold Ain't just paved for the souls Of the straight-walking saints That don't swear, smoke or drink It's for the losers and the winners Hard-livin' sinners And God-fearin' Heathens like me God-fearin' Heathens like me Now, I've danced with my demons - when there's nowhere to run Could have stood in the darkness - and loaded the gun And I prayed holes in the knees - of these old faded jeans For a place up in Heaven For a God-fearin' Heathen like me And I know those streets of gold Ain't just paved for the souls Of the straight-walking saints That don't swear, smoke or drink It's for the losers and the winners Hard-livin' sinners And God-fearin' Heathens like me M-m-m-m-m Well, I've cursed at Jesus - with smoke on my breath I gave Him every reason - to leave me for dead
My life in a song. Dan I’ve been listening to you since I was 18. Somehow you’ve depicted my art style, message to the world, and deepest love of the the folk North American sound. Whatever message you have to the world, I feel ours is the same. Thank you
Feel very similarly to you about Dan and his music. It’s ALWAYS been a constant no matter what I’m doing or what path I’m on.
Great Song! Very Important message.
brilliant Tom
Amen
Would love to have the lyrics to this song. It fits me to a tee. Can't understand all the words he's singing.
Well, I've cursed at Jesus - with smoke on my breath
I gave Him every reason - to leave me for dead
Thank God He didn't - 'cause I swear I believe
There's a place up in Heaven
For a God-fearin' Heathen like me
And I know those streets of gold
Ain't just paved for the souls
Of the straight-walking saints
That don't swear, smoke or drink
It's for the losers and the winners
Hard-livin' sinners
And God-fearin' Heathens like me
God-fearin' Heathens like me
Now, I've danced with my demons - when there's nowhere to run
Could have stood in the darkness - and loaded the gun
And I prayed holes in the knees - of these old faded jeans
For a place up in Heaven
For a God-fearin' Heathen like me
And I know those streets of gold
Ain't just paved for the souls
Of the straight-walking saints
That don't swear, smoke or drink
It's for the losers and the winners
Hard-livin' sinners
And God-fearin' Heathens like me
M-m-m-m-m
Well, I've cursed at Jesus - with smoke on my breath
I gave Him every reason - to leave me for dead
@@wandamundy1759 Thanks Wanda. Can understand him better now.
@@wandamundy1759 THANK YOU VERY MUCH!