I made all my money with my friends but I lost my pride They can't believe that I'm feeling a strain inside When I keep slipping on right and wrong Gotta get the Lord in my life Gotta bring the Lord back in my life I've worked and lied for the things I took my wife for Blind to the way to stop the sin in me Can't see the good the Lord has given me Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh I can't count all the times I've drank till the hours of the sunrise Thinking that the one thing that I didn't need Couldn't be far behind At the bottom of the barrel there ain't no life I can't see the way Gotta bring the Lord in my life Gotta bring the Lord back in my life I've seen the truth Through the bottom of a shot gla** of vermouth But that's not the way the Lord intended it Messing up my life the way I'm spending it Blind to the way to stop the sin in me Um, can't see the good the Lord is giving me So take the blame off me and let me go The Lord made fools like me to tell them so Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh Gotta bring him back I've worked I've tried, Lord, I've tried Now I've tried Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, yeah No, no, no, no, no I've worked and lied All my life I've tried Oh, gotta bring him back Wa, gotta bring him back Gotta bring him back in my life Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, oh yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, oh yeah Oh, yeah