Jesus Got a Tight Grip - Blake Shelton

Well I ain’t never been an angel

I ain’t never been called a saint

Yeah, I’ve decorated every bar in town

With a big red coat of paint

But good thing I had a good raisin'

For all the Hell I’ve raised since then

When that roll is called up yonder

I know they’ve gonna let me in

'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

And he ain’t letting go, he ain’t letting go

The Devil reaches out but he can’t grab hold

'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

And he ain’t letting go, he ain’t letting go

Might have a little rust on my halo

But when I’m gone I know where I’ll go

'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

Now I’ve been a little more cold beer

Than holy water, it’s true

More Saturday night on an old bar stool

Than a Sunday morning pew

But even old Hank Williams

Finally saw the light

And, oh hallelujah, I have too

And it ain’t just the neon kind

'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

And he ain’t letting go, he ain’t letting go

The Devil reaches out but he can’t grab hold

'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

And he ain’t letting go, he ain’t letting go

Might have a little rust on my halo

But when I’m gone I know where I’ll go

'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul, yeah

Jesus got a tight grip on my soul, yeah

Whoa, I got a long, long way to go

Whoa, but I’m gonna get there I know

'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

And he ain’t letting go, he ain’t letting go

The Devil reaches out but he can’t grab hold

'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

And he ain’t letting go, he ain’t letting go

Might have a little rust on my halo

But when I’m gone I know where I’ll go

'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

Yeah he does, and he ain’t letting go