Falling Calling

Didn't believe in The Bible Didn't believe the Good Book Lord, Lord please help me, help me take a look These chains that I'm wearing really ain't my style Lord, Lord please help me, help me think awhile I know that I did something wrong I got into bad ways Well the judge, yes he put me down, for five thousand days Falling, falling, falling over you Calling, calling, I don't know what to do Falling, falling, falling over you Calling, calling, I don't know what to do The cell I am in is only six feet wide And six feet to the roof There's a window that's strung with only three bars Singing me the truth Fifty and seventy don't seem right Seventy ain't my age When I leave this place with a new face It's to turn another a new page Falling, falling, falling over you Calling, calling, I don't know what to do Falling, falling, falling over you Calling, calling, I don't know what to do Didn't believe in The Bible Didn't believe the Good Book Well now Lord, Lord please help me, help me take a look These chains that I'm wearing well they really ain't my style Well now Lord, Lord please help me, help me think awhile Falling, falling, falling over you Calling, calling, I don't know what to do Falling, falling, falling over you Calling, calling, I don't know what to do