Gods ain't gonna help you son
You'll be sorry for what you done

Them gods gonna hurt you son
When you play with a loaded gun
When you play with a loaded gun

They ain't gonna catch you when you fall
You'll be pleadin' while you're bleedin'

They ain't gonna heal you son
Don't care 'bout what you done

They ain't gonna help you son
You'll be sorry for what you done
Be sorry for what you done

Old pyth, cranky old bull,
Make you sorry for what you done
Hense in a black veil
Gonna prick you for what you done
Roathus got you empty
Got you weepin' what you done
I said mother
Lonely old gal
Tear your heart out for what you done
Tear your heart out for what you done

They ain't gonna catch you when you fall
You'll be pleadin' while you're bleedin'

Gods ain't gonna help you son
You'll be sorry for what you done

Them gods gonna hurt yer son
You'll be sorry for what you done
You'll be sorry for what you done

Thank you