Corey Smith - I cant help myself

And I'm tearin up a ^Cgravel road, just ^Dnorth of Sanders^Gville I'm headin' down the holler, heard there's a party goin' on, Stole some moonshine from my ^Cdad, and half of ^Dits already ^Ggone.

Oh Lord, oh ^DLord, help me ^Cmake it through the night Cuz I ^Emjust cant ^Dhelp my^Gself, Oh I try, I^D try but I can't ^Cturn it around, Oh no I ^Emjust can't ^Dhelp mys^Gelf.

^GOh I picked up the preacher's daughter; she's as fine as she is wild, And when her daddy's not ^Caround, she don't act ^Dlike a preacher's ^Gchild

Yea daddy's little ^Cangel's got ^Dfire in her ^Geyes Oh Lord, oh ^DLord, help me ^Cmake it through the night Cuz I ^Emjust can't ^Dhelp my^Gself. Oh I try, I^D try, but this ^Cgirl's all over me, Oh and I ^Emjust can't ^Dhelp my^Gself.

^GWell ill be in church tomorrow, I've got a lot to pray about Sin to be for^Cgiven and ^Ddemons to cast ^Gout.

And ill be white as ^Csnow until the ^Dweekend rolls a^Ground Oh Lord, oh^D Lord, help me ^Cmake it through the night Oh cuz I ^Emjust can't ^Dhelp my^Gself. Oh I try, I^D try, but I can't ^Cturn it around, Oh no I ^Emjust can't ^Dhelp my^Gself. Oh no I ^Emjust can't ^Dhelp my^Gself. Oh I ^Emjust can't ^Dhelp myself.