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George Strait - She's Playing Hell Trying To Get Me To Heaven Lyrics

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  • (Dean Dillon/Charles Quillen/David Wills)
  • I let it all hang out last night
  • Come in hung over this morning
  • My woman met me at the door
  • Preaching me this warning
  • She said "You're gonna have to change
  • Your sinful way of living"
  • She's playing Hell
  • Trying to get me to Heaven
  • Well I promised to go to church with her
  • About a month of Sundays ago
  • And here it is, it's Sunday again
  • And I ain't been once in a row
  • And everytime that old church bell rings
  • You can hear my rod and reel singing
  • She's playing Hell
  • Trying to get me to Heaven
  • She's playing Hell
  • Trying to get me to Heaven
  • 'Cause there ain't no way
  • All my sins could be forgiven
  • There's only Ten Commandments
  • But I broke at least eleven
  • She's playing Hell
  • Trying to get me to Heaven
  • She went out and bought me
  • A Sunday go-meeting suit
  • And I must confess it looked pretty sharp
  • With my old hunting boots
  • But wore holes in both the knees
  • Trying to roll them sevens
  • She's playing Hell
  • Trying to get me to Heaven
  • She's playing Hell
  • Trying to get me to Heaven

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