Lyrics Those Poor Bastards

Those Poor Bastards

Judgement Is Coming

Jesus a knockin’, a knockin’ on my door

He kept on a knockin’, He kept on a knockin’ for an hour maybe more

I said, “Well go away Lord, I can’t afford to pay Lord

I spent all my money, I spent all my money on a cheatin’ gal”

I said, “A woah, woah A cold wind’s gonna blow”

I said, “A har, har Judgement’s coming for us all

That’s all, that’s all”

Jesus a callin’, a callin’ on my phone

He kept on a callin’, He kept on a callin’

I said, “Can’t you see that no one’s home?”

I said, “Well go away Lord, I can’t afford to pay Lord

I spent all my money, I spent all my money on a cheatin’ gal”

I said, “A woah, woah A cold wind’s gonna blow”

I said, “A har, har Judgement’s coming for us all

That’s all, that’s all”

Jesus whisperin’, He’s whisperin’ in my dreams

He kept on whisperin’, He kept on whisperin’ until them whispers turned into screams

I said, “Well go away Lord, I can’t afford to pay Lord

I spent all my money, I spent all my money on a cheatin’ gal”

I said, “A woah, woah A cold wind’s gonna blow”

I said, “A har, har Judgement’s coming for us all

That’s all, that’s all”

Judgement’s coming for us all

Judgement