Well I ain't never been an angel
Ain't never beed called a saint
Yeah, I've decorated every bar um town
With a big red coat of paint

Bit good thing I had good raising
For all the hell I've raised since then
When that roll is called up yonder
I know they're gonna let me in

Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul
And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go
The Devil reaches out but he can't grab hold
Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul
And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go
Might haver a little Rust on my Halo
But when I'm gone I know where I'll go
Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

Now I've been a little more cold beer
Than Holy water, it"'s true
More saturday night on and old stool
Than a Sunday morning pew

But even old Hank Williams
Finally saw the light
And, oh Hallelujah, I have too
And It ain't Just neow kind

Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul
And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go
The Devil reaches out but he can't grab hold
Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul
And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go
Might haver a little Rust on my Halo
But when I'm gone I know where I'll go
Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul, yeah

Jesus got a tight grip on my soul, yeah

Whoa, I got a long, long way to Go
Whoa, but I'm gonna get there I know

Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul
And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go
The Devil reaches out but he can't grab hold
Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul
And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go
Might haver a little Rust on my Halo
But when I'm gone I know where I'll go
Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

Jesus got a tight grip on my soul

Yeah, he does, and he ain't letting go