"Running On The Wildside" lyrics

When the devil on my shoulder talks me into something crazy
That man comes off the cross around my neck in time to save me
I wish that I could walk the line a lot more than I do
I guess 'til I get to Heaven, I'll be howling at the moon

Yeah, I like whiskey
But I love Jesus
Kinda like a Friday night's pit fire rimstone barstool preacher
You might find me raising hell on a backroad
Or raising hands in a back row
'Cause I'm a raised on red dirt and red words
Son of a back sliding ole blue collar
Somewhere between running on the wild side
And walking on water

There's something 'bout a red light makes my right foot wanna run it
Somethin' 'bout a barbed wire fence makes me wanna jump it
I pray He don't give up on me, I know He's gettin' tired
Of my eyes set on them streets of gold and standing in the fire

Yeah, I like whiskey
But I love Jesus
Kinda like a Friday night's pit fire rimstone barstool preacher
You might find me raising hell on a backroad
Or raising hands in a back row
'Cause I'm a raised on red dirt and red words
Son of a back sliding ole blue collar
Somewhere between running on the wild side
And walking on water

Yeah, I'm a bottle meets the bible
Like a neon light revival
I'm more sinner than saint
Still He loves me just the same

Yeah, I like whiskey
But I love Jesus
Kinda like a Friday night's pit fire rimstone barstool preacher
Yeah, you might find me raising hell on a backroad
Or raising hands in a back row
'Cause I'm a raised on red dirt and red words
Son of a back sliding ole blue collar
Somewhere between running on the wild side
And walking on water
Somewhere between running on the wild side
And walking on water
Mmm, walking on water