Hellfire

Met a woman, got engaged

Time passed, wedding day

Then my feet turned cold at the tone of those wedding bells

Felt bad everyone got dressed up, but I knew I’d messed up

So had to ‘fess up that all I really wanted was just to get drunk as hell

So I jilted that poor woman and I got drunk as hell

I’m talking ‘bout hellfire (hellfire)

Hellfire (hellfire)

Hellfire, that’s where I’m bound

Feeling sinful, needing grace

Sunday morning, knew the place

So I stumbled into church and set down for a spell

Few minutes in felt free of sin, so I polished off my bottle of bathtub gin

And got stinking, dirty, awful drunk as hell

Yeah right there in the back pew I got drunk as hell

I’m talking ‘bout hellfire (hellfire)

Hellfire (hellfire)

Hellfire, that’s where I’m bound

My drinking buddy passed away

Lightweight, couldn’t hang

So I filled my flask and went to say farewell

I stood in the back, dressed in black, tearing up and turning up

Getting lit up, good godawful greasy drunk as hell

I cried, “I’m coming for you, buddy, that’s where I’m bound!”

I’m talking ‘bout hellfire (hellfire)

Hellfire (hellfire)

Hellfire, that’s where I’m bound