The Man Upstairs Keeps Score

Verse 1

I woke up in a motel room in Reno

With a bottle and a busted lip

The devil on my shoulder said go on boy

And I ain't never learned to quit

You can lie to your mama

You can lie to your wife

But the man upstairs is keeping score

Chorus

God will strike you down

God will strike you down

You can run you can hide

You can cuss and you can crow

But God will strike you down

Verse 2

I spent my Sundays drinking whiskey

While the choir sang Amazing Grace

Preacher man he pointed at me

Said son you better pray

I said hell no

I said hell no

I'll take my chances when I go

Chorus

God will strike you down

God will strike you down

You can cheat you can steal

You can beg and you can steal

But God will strike you down

Bridge

Thunder rolled across the valley

Lightning split the old oak tree

I dropped down on my knees

And I screamed Lord have mercy on me

Chorus

God will strike you down

God will strike you down

You can drink you can fight

You can burn out every night

But God will strike you down

(God will strike you down)

God will strike you down