Lyrics Rodney Crowell

Rodney Crowell

Preachin' To The Choir

My self importance is a god forsaken bore

I aim for heaven but I wake up on the floor

I'd take up with rattlesnakes to get my point across

And I'd argue with a parking brake to show 'em who's the boss

It's my intention to inspire instead I'm preachin' to the choir

I had some money but I blew it livin' high

My wine and women were the best that you could buy

I tried to prove myself a man of certain taste

But all I've got to show you now is written on my face

I'm not someone you'd admire but I'm still preachin' to the choir

I'm born a lion but I don't believe it fits

I'm no King of the jungle out here livin' by my wits

This morning's paper called for romance on a whim

And I reckon I'd believe 'em if they told me sink or swim

I'm under water not on fire but I'm still preachin' to the choir

Baytown Texas there's a fisherman I knew

He read the bible and he spit tobacco too

He said that crap about the rod you spare to spoil the child

Well it's only propaganda meant to keep you in denial

Go on and follow your desire but he was preachin' to the choir

Time is of the essence when you're hangin' by a thread

And the answer to your questions won't unravel in your head

When you're staring at forever from the edge of life's abyss

Ain't no one gonna tell you how it all came down to this

If you say different your a liar but I'm just preachin' to the choir

When I'm standing at St Peter's gate and trying to slip on in

I might as well plead guilty to the worst of who I've been

I used to like to think I had a special way with words

But right now I'm convinced I've more in common with the birds

Until my situation's dire I'll keep on preachin to the choir

Hey I'm not ready to retire so I'll keep on preachin' to the choir