Choices

Don’t wanna be a shoer in a one-horse town

Don’t wanna run a circus if there ain’t no clowns.

Don’t tell me you’re a virgin if you just been laid.

Don’t pick apart my pitchin’ if you’ve never played.

Just tell it like it is and don’t you dare hold back.

I wanna hear the truth of when he cuts us slack.

Don’t try to do the limbo if your back won’t bend.

Forget about a fur coat if you’re PETA’ s friend.

Don’t look to do the polka with a girl named Dot.

You don’t wanna bet a demon that his home ain’t hot.

I wanna go to Heaven if I get the chance.

Can’t run the risk of roasting in my underpants.

Don’t wanna pick a path I’ll be regrettin’ to take.

Can’t risk a bad decision, think of what’s at stake.

Some things are way important, others not so much.

My mom believes in Jesus and His healing touch.

She says, “Gospels in the Bible, they reveal his plan.

They’ll answer all your questions ‘bout his savin’ Man.”

She says all I gotta do is just pray to him.

Ask Jesus to forgive me and he’ll be my friend.

Jesus will forgive so I can be his friend

Yes, Jesus will forgive so I can be his friend.

Hallellujah……Hallellujah……Amen…..Amen.

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Lyrics: Roland Burbank
Music: written, arranged, recorded, mixed, mastered, drum track, keyboards: John Andrew Schreiner

Vocals: Alex Mackey/Cathy and John Schreiner
Guitars: Randy Mitchell
Clarinet: John Choi

Song art: Garry Grant