We were all born sinners
But momma still raised a winner
Tried her best to keep me in church
Tried so hard sometimes that it hurt
Raised me after God’s own heart
So from his ways I’d never part
But boys will be boys, men will be men
So naturally I turned to a life of sin
And I chased it so hard that it chased me back
Addicted to the fast life, like a fiend to crack
Money and women dried up my life like venom
Til I dropped to my knees and put my trust in him
Him meaning God himself, yes Jesus the Christ
And no longer is my life filled with misery and strife
And No I’m not perfect and at times I miss my mark
But I really do try and I know God sees my heart
Salvation is a balance between spirit and the flesh
One big race to see if we deserve to live blessed
Will you be there with me standing at the finish line
I pray you’ll be next to me in the light of his shine
