Corey Smith - I cant help myself

And I'm tearin up a ^Fgravel road, just ^Gnorth of Sanders^Fville I'm headin' down the holler, heard there's a party goin' on, Stole some moonshine from my ^Fdad, and half of ^Gits already ^Fgone.

Oh Lord, oh ^GLord, help me ^Fmake it through the night Cuz I ^Amjust cant ^Ghelp my^Fself, Oh I try, I^G try but I can't ^Fturn it around, Oh no I ^Amjust can't ^Ghelp mys^Felf.

^FOh I picked up the preacher's daughter; she's as fine as she is wild, And when her daddy's not ^Faround, she don't act ^Glike a preacher's ^Fchild

Yea daddy's little ^Fangel's got ^Gfire in her ^Feyes Oh Lord, oh ^GLord, help me ^Fmake it through the night Cuz I ^Amjust can't ^Ghelp my^Fself. Oh I try, I^G try, but this ^Fgirl's all over me, Oh and I ^Amjust can't ^Ghelp my^Fself.

^FWell ill be in church tomorrow, I've got a lot to pray about Sin to be for^Fgiven and ^Gdemons to cast ^Fout.

And ill be white as ^Fsnow until the ^Gweekend rolls a^Fround Oh Lord, oh^G Lord, help me ^Fmake it through the night Oh cuz I ^Amjust can't ^Ghelp my^Fself. Oh I try, I^G try, but I can't ^Fturn it around, Oh no I ^Amjust can't ^Ghelp my^Fself. Oh no I ^Amjust can't ^Ghelp my^Fself. Oh I ^Amjust can't ^Ghelp myself.