Hello, Mrs. Johnson, you self-righteous woman, Sunday school teacher, what brings you outslumming, do you reckon a preacher would approve where you are, standing here fizzingwith a backsliding Christian in a neighborhood bar, well, yes, that's my bottle, yes, that'smy glass, and I see your eyeballing, this pretty,young lass, it ain't none of your business, but yes, she's with me, and we don't needno sermon, you self-righteous woman, just let us be, the Lord knows I'm drinking, andrunning around, and running around, and he don't need your loud mouth, informing methe town, the Lord knows I'm sinning, and sinning ain't right, but me and the good Lordwill have us a good talk later tonight, goodbye, Mrs. Johnson, you self-righteous woman, Sundayschool teacher, what brings you out slumming, do you reckon a preacher would approve whereyou are, standing here fizzing with a backsliding Christian in a neighborhood bar, well, yes,that's my bottle, yes, that's my glass, and I see your eyeballing, this pretty, younglass, it ain't none of your business, but me and the good Lord will have us a good talklater tonight, goodbye, Mrs. Johnson, you self-righteous woman, this pretty, young lass,and I see your eyeballing, and sinning ain't right, but me and the good Lord will have usI'm drinkingThe Lord knows I'm drinkingAnd running aroundAnd running aroundAnd he don't need your loud mouthInforming the townThe Lord knows I'm sinningThe Lord knows I'm sinningAnd sinning ain't rightAnd sinning ain't rightBut me and the good LordWanna have us a good talkLater tonightBut me and the good Lord