Frankie Ballard - Cussin in my prayers

^EEvery now and then, you feel a little beat up at the ^Abottom, oh ^EFresh outta rope and the dope, outta chances ^Btoo Well, I'm a ^Eworn-out, short-fuse man with a bottled-up ^Aproblem And it ^Eall pours out when ^BI start talking with ^Eyou

Now ^AI still bow my head, ask for^Egiveness for my sin 'Cause you know damn well I have come un^Bhinged But at ^Eleast I'm hitting my knees, yeah, ^AI'm still checking ^Ein This life has got me ^Bcussing in my prayers a^Egain

^EI know better, but I can't do no better on a ^AMonday With a ^Ebunch of bad news, half-truth crawling under my ^Bskin I shouldn't ^Espeak to the Lord like a sailor But He knows the ^Ashape of the ship I'm ^Ein Oh, this life has got me ^Bcussing in my prayers a^Egain, look out

Now ^AI still bow my head, ask for^Egiveness for my sin 'Cause you know damn well I have come un^Bhinged But at ^Eleast I'm hitting my knees, yeah, ^AI'm still checking ^Ein This life has got me ^Bcussing in my prayers a^Egain, and again

^EIt ain't always "please" and "thank You, sir" be^Afore I say "a^Emen" This life has got me ^Bcussing in my prayers a^Egain

Now ^AI still bow my head, ask for^Egiveness for my sin 'Cause you know damn well I have come un^Bhinged But at ^Eleast I'm hitting my knees, yeah, ^AI'm still checking ^Ein This life has got me ^Bcussing in my prayers a^Egain Ooh, this life has got me ^Bcussing in my prayers a^Again ^E