Chariot Lyrics - Here For The Party - Gretchen Wilson

When it's all over but the shoutin' 

When God the Father's done his final accounting 

And I find out that I made the cut 

Boys I'm gonna get me a chariot 

Yeah a big gold eagle on the hood 

Trans Am chariot 

Gonna find my great granddaddy 

That peace pipe smokin' Cherokee 

Gonna get him all schooled 

In them mags and struts 

Then we gonna drag us a chariot 

Yeah a big gold eagle painted on the hood chariot 

[Chorus:] 

Good lord Witchita 

Sure hope Samson ain't no law dog 

Redneck you better out run him 

Damn sure don't want to get caught 

Crime what crime 

We was all hopped up on new wine 

And mama's gonna kill me if I get 

Kicked out of the choir 

But you just gotta run them chariots 

Now here's a little story happened long ago 

One day Ezekiel went out for a stroll 

Walkin' by the river low and behold 

Down came 4 angels in a Cadillac gold 

He said "swing down sweet chariot come on and give me a ride" 

So they scooped em up, the rig was souped up, man it had TV's inside 

Ol' Zeke was surprised cause his eyes had seen beyond 

His wildest dreams, He'd go on to see a thousand things 

We'll paint that number eight on the driver's side 

That's how old I was when I gave Jesus my life 

I stepped right up and got washed in the blood 

Just a little kid singin' 'bout a chariot 

[Chorus: x2] 

When it's all over but the shoutin'