Lyrics

When he came in Sunday morning
He still smelled like Friday night
His eyes they burned like fire each time he looked up to the light
Then, he came up to the altar before the preaching ever starts
Laid a bottle on the pew beside the visitation cards
Then, he looked up to the heavens and he said
If I do this anymore Lord, I'll be dead
He laid it down
And let it go
Threw his hands in surrender to the Lord
He lived his life on the run
He's taken all his chances now he's done
He laid it down
Let it go
When she came down from the choir loft
The preacher stopped and stared
He never dreamed that he'd look up and see her standing there
Then, she reached into her purse and grabbed a tiny plastic bag
And laid it on the altar with the needle that she had
Then she looked up to the heavens and she said
If I does this anymore Lord I'll be dead
She laid it down
Let it go
Threw her hands up in surrender to the Lord
She lived her life on the run
She's taken all her chances now she's done
She laid it down
And let it go....
Well, before we stop this song and walk away
Don't put off till tomorrow what you need to do today
Lay it down let it go
Throw your hands up in surrender to the Lord
'Cause He don't care where you've been
Just open up your heart and let him in
Lay it down
Let it go