LRC歌词
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[00:06.720]Born to a family that taught me wrong from right
[00:13.530]I learned to fear God at an early age and to say my prayers at night
[00:20.070]But as I got a little older I started to stray
[00:26.730]Took some turns off of the straight and narrow way
[00:32.490]Had to learn about another side of life
[00:38.880]I held some women and held that bottle tight
[00:44.790]But I've never forgotten the way I was raised
[00:51.600]I'm torn between the things I believe and the things I crave
[00:58.500]There's a roadside bar room where I love to play
[01:05.010]On my way home there's a little church where I kneel to pray
[01:11.160]And it's such a fine line between wrong and right
[01:17.220]Sunday mornin' and Saturday night
[01:29.730]I guess I'll wonder 'til the day I die
[01:35.850]If I'm a saint or a sinner down deep inside
[01:41.970]When it's over and they lay me down
[01:48.360]Will my soul be heaven sent or hell bound
[01:53.940]There's a roadside bar room where I love to play
[02:00.300]On my way home there's a little church where I kneel to pray
[02:06.450]And it's such a fine line between wrong and right
[02:12.510]Sunday mornin' and Saturday night
[02:18.660]It's such a fine line between wrong and right
[02:24.780]Sunday mornin' and Saturday night
文本歌词
Born to a family that taught me wrong from right
I learned to fear God at an early age and to say my prayers at night
But as I got a little older I started to stray
Took some turns off of the straight and narrow way
Had to learn about another side of life
I held some women and held that bottle tight
But I've never forgotten the way I was raised
I'm torn between the things I believe and the things I crave
There's a roadside bar room where I love to play
On my way home there's a little church where I kneel to pray
And it's such a fine line between wrong and right
Sunday mornin' and Saturday night
I guess I'll wonder 'til the day I die
If I'm a saint or a sinner down deep inside
When it's over and they lay me down
Will my soul be heaven sent or hell bound
There's a roadside bar room where I love to play
On my way home there's a little church where I kneel to pray
And it's such a fine line between wrong and right
Sunday mornin' and Saturday night
It's such a fine line between wrong and right
Sunday mornin' and Saturday night