Lord Knows I'm Drinking Lyrics - Norma Jean

Hello Mrs Johnson you self righteous woman 

Sunday School teacher what brings you out slummin' 

Do you reckon the preacher would approve where you are 

Standing here vis'tin' with a back slidin' christian in a neighborhood bar 

Well yes that's my bottle and yes that's my glass 

I see you're eye ballin' this man you call trash 

It ain't none of your bus'ness but yes he's with me 

And we don't need no sermon you self righteous woman just let us be 

The Lord knows I'm drinking and running around 

And he don't need your loud mouth informing the town 

The Lord knows I'm sinning and sinning ain't right 

But me and the good Lord's gonna have us a good talk later tonight 

[ fiddle ] 

Goodbye Mrs Johnson you self righteous biddy 

I don't need your preachin' and I don't need your pity 

So go back to whatever you hypocrites do 

And when I talk to heaven be nice and I'll put in a good word for you 

The Lord knows I'm drinking and running around...