Gretchen Wilson – Chariot

Gretchen Wilson: Chariot Lyrics

Oh when it’s all over but the shoutin’
When god the father’s done his final accounting
And i find out that i made the cut
Boys, i’m gonna get me a chariot
Yeah, a big gold eagle on the hood
Trans am chariot

Gonna find my great-great-great-granddaddy
That peace-pipe smokin’ cherokee
Gonna get him all schooled in them mags and struts
Then we gonna drag us a chariot
Yeah, a big gold eagle painted on the hood chariot

Good lord wichita
Sure hope samson ain’t no law dog
Redneck, you better outrun him
Damn sure don’t wanna get caught
Crime, what crime
We was all hopped up on new wine
And mama’s gonna kill me if i get
Kicked out of the choir
But you just gotta run them chariots

Now here’s a little story happened long ago
One day ezekiel went out for a stroll
Walkin’ by the river, low and behold
Down came four angels in a cadillac gold
He said, “swing down sweet chariot
Come on and give me a ride”
So they scooped ’em up, the rig was souped up
Man, it had tvs inside
Ol’ zeke was surprised ’cause his eyes had seen
Beyond his wildest dreams
He’d go on to see a thousand things

We’ll paint that number eight on the driver’s side
That’s how old i was when i gave jesus my life
I stepped right up and got washed in the blood
Just a little kid singin’ ’bout a chariot
A big gold eagle painted on the hood chariot

(chariot)

When it’s all over but the shoutin’