Coming Home

Sweet Jesus, come and save me
I've been weak and gone astray
Take me down to the water and
Wash my sins away

Sweet Jesus, I believe
I have no faith in the word you say
Make me clean, make me pure again
Make me ready for the judgment day

I'm coming home, coming home
I'm coming home, home to you

Lay my hands on the bible and swear to
The good lord above
I'll make amends for my sinful ways
And give myself up to your love

No more whiskey or whoring
Or fighting like an alley cat
'Cause in the eyes of the lord it doesn't
Matter where you're from
It just matters where you're at

I ain't always been an honest man and
I've never been as white as snow
Travel a dark and dirty road
Then you reap just what you sow

Sweet Jesus, be my savior
Come and lay your hands on me
Count me in for the resurrection
Heaven for eternity