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Well, I bet against the devil with a dead man's hand Now he's comin' to collect everything that he can I can hear him in a distance, feel him comin' for me That's the kind of fear you know will make a man believe I can feel him gettin' closer, scratchin' at the door Now he's tappin' on the windows, laughin' through the floor I can't find a place to hide so I shut out the light And I sit here in the dark and pray he'll pass me by Runnin' into trouble, runnin' outta time Runnin' outta money, down to my last dime Yeah, you'll see me every Sunday Swear I'll pray a little more Jesus, give me something to keep the wolves from the door So I called in all my favors, laid it all out the line Takin' one step forward, fallin' two steps behind Now I'm all out of forgiveness and it's makin' me see That I had to hit the bottom so that I could believe Runnin' into trouble, runnin' outta time Runnin' outta money, down to my last dime Yeah, you'll see me every Sunday Swear I'll pray a little more Jesus, give me something, keep the wolves from the door SongtexteJesus, give me something, keep the wolves from the door Runnin' into trouble, runnin' outta time Runnin' outta money, down to my last dime Runnin' into trouble, runnin' outta time Runnin' outta money, down to my last dime Yeah, you'll see me every Sunday Swear I'll pray a little more Jesus, give me something, keep the wolves from the door Yeah, you'll see me every Sunday Swear I'll pray a little more Jesus, give me something, keep the wolves from the door Please, Jesus, give me something, keep the wolves from the door Jesus, give me something, keep the wolves from the door Aus Songtexte Mania