I'm going down. To the church house. Get down. On a bended knee. Deacon Jones. Pray for me. Deacon Jones please pray for me. . Maybe there aint no heaven.
This one goes out to the one I love. This one goes out to the one I've left behind. A simple prop to occupy my time. This one goes out to the one I love.
Put your hair back, we get to leave. Eleven gallows on your sleeve. Shallow figure, winner's paid. Eleven shadows way out of place. . Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room.
When I was young and full of grace, and spirited a rattlesnake. When I was young and fever fell, my spirit I will not tell. You're on your honor not to tell.
Everybody talk about it. Burning hell. Ain't no heaven, I know. Ain't no burning hell. Where I die I go. Can't nobody tell. . I am going, Deacon Jones.