Lightning - Eric Church

These four walls of Farnsworth

Are closing' in on me

My final meal’s over

They’re going to set me free

I can feel the fire’s a burning'

As the devil guards my door

I hit my knees in search of Jesus

On a cold jailhouse floor

Lord, now I’m singing':

«Get me out of here»

I see the preacher’s eyes

As my daughter cries

When they strap me in this chair

Lord, I hope she forgives me

For living' my life this way

Tonight I ride the lightning

To my final judgment day

Every life owes a debt

That’s what the Bible says

I owe mine to this state

For shooting' that boy to death

A liquor store attendant

He was reaching' for his gun

Now his Momma sits there smiling'

As the boss yells «Roll on one

Lord, now I’m singing':

«Get me out of here»

I see the preacher’s eyes

As my daughter cries

When they strap me in this chair

Lord, I hope she forgives me

For living' my life this way

Tonight I ride the lightning

To my final judgment day

A hungry blue eyed baby crying'

Made me rob that store

An' as that boy lay there dying'

I dropped my pistol on the floor

Yeah, I’d take it all back but there’s nothing' I can do

They’ve covered my face

An' the order’s gone through

As the boss yells «Roll on, two»

Now I’m flying'

Up an' out of here

I close my eyes an' slowly rise

Let my body leave this chair

Lord I hope you forgive me

For living' my life this way

Yeah, tonight I ride the lightning

To my final resting' place

These four walls of Farnworth

Are closing' in on me