Gretchen Wilson - Chariot lyrics

When it's all over but the shoutin' When God the Father's done his final accounting And I find out that I made the cut Boys I'm gonna get me a chariot Yeah a big gold eagle on the hood Trans Am chariot Gonna find my great granddaddy That peace pipe smokin' Cherokee Gonna get him all schooled In them mags and struts Then we gonna drag us a chariot Yeah a big gold eagle painted on the hood chariot [Chorus:] Good lord Witchita Sure hope Samson ain't no law dog Redneck you better out run him Damn sure don't want to get caught Crime what crime We was all hopped up on new wine And mama's gonna k** me if I get Kicked out of the choir But you just gotta run them chariots Now here's a little story happened long ago One day Ezekiel went out for a stroll Walkin' by the river low and behold Down came 4 angels in a Cadillac gold He said "swing down sweet chariot come on and give me a ride" So they scooped em up, the rig was souped up, man it had TV's inside Ol' Zeke was surprised cause his eyes had seen beyond His wildest dreams, He'd go on to see a thousand things We'll paint that number eight on the driver's side That's how old I was when I gave Jesus my life I stepped right up and got washed in the blood Just a little kid singin' 'bout a chariot [Chorus: x2] When it's all over but the shoutin'