Alabama 3 - Too Sick To Pray lyrics

I'm in a lonely room Hank Williams sings a lovesick blues Winter's walking up the avenue And I ain't seen the sun shine since the 6th of June But I tell you this Don't call the doctor I'm gonna get better Don't run for the priest I'm gonna find some faith Just because I burned my bible baby It don't mean I'm too sick to pray I'm in a crowded place But I can't recognize a single face They say the thrill is in the chase Well I ain't got the legs, I ain't got the legs to run that race But I tell you this Don't call the doctor I'm gonna get better Don't run for the priest I'm gonna find some faith Just because I burned my bible baby It don't mean I'm too sick to pray Better burn a candle bright Raise up some ghosts tonight They say I made my money messing up young minds I stooped the congregation and left them all crying In the rain, yeah, left them with their pain Exit your boy with his ill-gotten gains Well the blood runs deep and the blood runs cold As the knife slits so... another s**er is born Thrown into this world alone Doctor came knocking, wasn't nobody home Ease the pain Don't call the doctor I'm gonna get better Don't run for the priest I'm gonna find some faith Just because I burned my bible baby It don't mean I'm too sick to pray Don't call the doctor I'm gonna get better Don't run for the priest I'm gonna find some faith Just because I burned my bible baby It don't mean It don't mean I'm too sick to pray I'm too sick to pray