Moved

I live down in Alabama where the river so muddy got to watch where you step
Figurin' out things by the Railroad Bridge and a cousin or two want to give me just a little help
Damn sure not much to do down here 'cept to cook it down and run it in your veins
That's where the trouble started
I fucked a lot of friends
I fucked a lot of friends got a black line drawn right across my name

Before the soul dies
Before the sun burns out
I want to walk through heaven's gate
I want to walk through heaven's gate

Moved on over to Georgia
Where the people's so nice you got to watch where you step
Lookin' for toes and feelings
Kicking and screaming sheets stay soaking wet
The sun looks like the sun again
I got me a woman who does just a little wrong - just enough
I'm through with addiction and heartache - now I say so long

I made a valid attempt
But I can't change my spots
Lost everything again
Everything I got
And now my body dies
And the sun burns out
I walk through heaven's gate
(Or so my mama's told.)
I walk through heaven's gate