Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
[Verse 1]
I got one hand on the bottle, and the other on the wheel
And I'm tearin up a gravel road, just north of Sandersville
I'm headin' down the holler, heard there's a party goin' on
Stole some moonshine from my dad, and half of it's already gone
[Chorus]
Oh Lord, oh Lord, help me make it through the night
'Cause I just can't help my self
Oh I try, I try but I can't turn it around
Oh no I just can't help myself
[Verse 2]
Oh I picked up the preacher's daughter; she's as fine as she is wild
And when her daddy's not around, she don't act like a preacher's child
And I knew what she was after when asked me for the ride
Yeah daddy's little angels got fire in her eyes
[Chorus]
Oh Lord, oh Lord, help me make it through the night
'Cause I just can't help myself
Oh I try, I try, but this girl's all over me
Oh and I just can't help myself
Aw help me now
[Verse 3]
Well I'll be in church tomorrow, I've got a lot to pray about
Sin to be forgiven and demons to cast out
And if I die come Monday, I know I'll be heaven bound
And I'll be white as snow until the weekend rolls around
Oh Lord, oh Lord, help me make it through the night
Oh 'cause I just can't help myself
Oh I try, I try, but I can't turn it around
Oh no I just can't help myself
Oh no I just can't help myself
Oh I just can't help myself