A Chance In Hell Lyrics - James Bonamy

(R. Springer/T. Martin) 

Daddy was a drinkin' man 

He never took to preachin' 

Said he found heaven in a drink 

Well momma was a bible totin', God fearin' Christian 

Would tell the devil to his fate 

Exactly what she thinks 

As far as daddy knew 

Momma couldn't drive 

So every Sunday morning he'd give us a ride 

Well he'd wait out in the car 

Drinkin' Jim Beam from a sack 

But as the summer days grew hotter 

He found a pew in the back 

Daddy never had a chance in hell 

Somethin' that my momma knew so well 

While everybody else gave up 

Momma wore him down with love 

Daddy never had a chance in hell 

Well, Summer came and went 

But he stayed in the back row 

Blamin' it on the cold north wind outside 

Well I guess that explained 

The flannel shirt and jack 

But he had no explanation 

When momma asked about his tie 

He'd move up a little closer 

With every passing year 

He said it was because 

He simply couldn't hear 

I never thought that Dad would ever 

Draw a sober breath 

Much less lead us all in prayer 

When we laid mom to rest 

Daddy never had a chance in hell 

Somethin' that my momma knew so well 

While everybody else gave up 

Momma wore him down with love 

Daddy never had a chance in hell 

While everybody else gave up 

Momma wore him down with love 

Daddy never had a chance in hell