Bless me, Jesus buddy, I have sinned

Whatever does the trick

Odds are even that I'll fall again

So you better make it stick

What the psychic on the TV said

It kind of makes you think

I can tell you where your mood ring is

You left it on the sink

They were walking down Crawdad Creek

Found a baby in a jar

Tried their best to make it spring a leak

But they couldn't throw a rock 'at far

I don't remember where the blind girl was

When she foretold the quake

I couldn't tell you what a king snake does

Because I'm not a snake

Bless me, Jesus buddy, I have sinned