George Strait
She’s Playing Hell Trying to Get Me to Heaven
[Verse 1]
I let it all hang out last night
Come in hungover this morning
My woman met me at the door
Preachin' me this warning
She said, "you're going to have to change
Your sinful ways of living"
She's playin' hell
Tryin' to get me to heaven

[Verse 2]
Well, I promised to go to church with her
About a month of Sundays ago
Well, here it is, it's Sunday again
And I ain't been once in a row
Well, every time that old church bell rings
You can hear my rod and reel singin'
She's playin' hell
Tryin' to get me to heaven

[Chorus]
She's playing hell tryin' to get me to heaven
'Cause there ain't no way all my sins can be forgiven
There's only ten commandments, but I broke at least eleven
She's playin' hell trying to get me to heaven
[Verse 3]
She went out and bought me
A Sunday go to meeting suit
And I must confess, it looked pretty sharp
With my old huntin' boots
But I wore holes in both the knees
Tryin' to roll them sevens
She's playin' hell
Tryin' to get me to heaven

[Refrain]
She's playin' hell
Tryin' to get me to heaven