Hello Mrs Johnson you self righteous woman

Sunday School teacher what brings you out slummin'

Do you reckon the preacher would approve where you are

Standing here vis'tin' with a back slidin' christian in a neighborhood bar

Well yes that's my bottle and yes that's my glass

And I see you're eye balling this pretty young lass

It ain't none of your business but yes she's with me

And we don't need no sermon you self righteous woman just let us be

The Lord knows I'm drinking and running around

And he don't need your loud mouth informing the town

The Lord knows I'm sinning and sinning ain't right

But me and the good Lord gonna have us a good talk later tonight

[ guitar + steel ]

Goodbye Mrs Johnson you self righteous biddy

I don't need your preaching and I don't need your pity

So go back to whatever you hypocrites do

And when I talk to heaven be nice and I'll put in a good word for you

Yes the Lord knows I'm drinking...

Yes me and the good Lord gonna have us a good talk later tonight