© 2006 Words and Music by Mark
B. Sostrin
< Verse >
He sat in
the jail house sad and alone
Wishing he
had a friend to call
Nobody with
him when they locked the door
Just the writing
on the wall
< Verse >
It said, if
you’re sitting here you caused a world of hurt
With your
passions and pride
You’ve got
no excuses guilty as charged
Been dirty
dealing all your life
< Bridge >
This time
son better get it right
Look for
your help from the Lord
Fact of the matter
Jesus paid the price
Gave up his
life for yours
< Verse >
He dreamed
while he was sleeping what a fitful night
Wrestling between
darkness and the light
So much
commotion his knees began to shake
Then the devil come into sight
< Verse >
He showed
him a paper with a headline which read
Tragic death
of a sinful man
Stared right
through him with those dreadful eyes
Demanding
justice must be served
< Chorus >
Hope you got
what you wanted you get what you deserve
Causing so
much pain and strife
All your
misdemeanors mount to a capital crime
It’s the
last chapter in your life
< Bridge >
< Chorus >
< Tag Ending – Repeat Last Two
Lines Of Chorus >
1 1 4 4 < Verse, Bridge, Chorus >
5 5 1 1
1 1 4 4
5 5 1 1