She's Playing Hell Trying To Get Me To Heaven - George Strait

I let it all hang out last night

Come in hung over this morning

My woman met me at the door

Preaching me this warning

She said «You're gonna have to change

Your sinful way of living»

She’s playing Hell

Trying to get me to Heaven

Well I promised to go to church with her

About a month of Sundays ago

And here it is, it’s Sunday again

And I ain’t been once in a row

And everytime that old church bell rings

You can hear my rod and reel singing

She’s playing Hell

Trying to get me to Heaven

She’s playing Hell

Trying to get me to Heaven

'Cause there ain’t no way

All my sins could be forgiven

There’s only Ten Commandments

But I broke at least eleven

She’s playing Hell

Trying to get me to Heaven

--- Instrumental ---

She went out and bought me

A Sunday go-meeting suit

And I must confess it looked pretty sharp

With my old hunting boots

But I wore holes in both the knees

Trying to roll them sevens

She’s playing Hell

Trying to get me to Heaven

She’s playing Hell

Trying to get me to Heaven…