sins

Intro

Verse 1
You said that girl is off the track
And shook your head behind my back
You rocked upon that front porch chair
With plenty holy words to spare
You watched me slip beside the gate
And noted how I came home late
You thought you saw right through my skin
And mapped out every secret sin

Verse 2
You sat so proud in Sunday's pew
With all the things you thought you knew
Behind your dusty kitchen screen
Your parlor floor was never clean
The quiet cracks along your wall
Were only waiting for the fall
You kept that cold and pious sound
While looking downward at the ground

Chorus
Go put down that heavy stone
Better worry bout your own
When we stand at the final line
God ain't gonna ask about mine

Instrumental Break

Verse 3
Now years rolled by and I found grace
Way past that little bitter place
I took my tears down to the floor
And never knocked upon your door
Let neighbours chew on petty talk
While I keep on my steady walk
My spirit travels light and free
No whisper has a hold on me

Chorus
Go put down that heavy stone
Better worry bout your own
When we stand at the final line
God ain't gonna ask about mine

Outro
Go sweep the dust of your own pride
And let me walk the sunny side