Iâ²m a long-gone Waylon song gone by
I'm a backroads sinner at a tent revival
But she believes in me like she believes her Bible
And loves me like Jesus does
Iâ²m a lead foot leaning on a souped-up Chevy
I'm a good old boy, drinking whiskey and rye on the levee
But she carries me when my sins make me heavy
And loves me like Jesus does
All the crazy in my dreams
Both my broken wings
Every single piece of everything I am
Yeah, she knows the man I ain't
She forgives me when I canâ²t
The devil, man, no, he donâ²t stand a chance
'Cause she loves me like Jesus does
I always thought sheâ²d give up on me one day
Wash her hands of me, leave me staring down some runway
But I thank God each night, and twice on Sunday
That she loves me like Jesus does
Now, all the crazy in my dreams
Both my broken wings
Every single piece of who I am
Yeah, she knows the man I ain't
And she forgives me when I canâ²t
And the devil, man, no, he don't have a prey
â²Cause she loves me like Jesus does
Yes, she knows the man I ain't
She forgives me when I can't
That devil, man, he donâ²t stand a chance
â²Cause she loves me like Jesus does
