[Verse 1] Gods aint gonna help you, son Youll be sorry for what you done Them gods gonna hurt you, son When you play with a loaded gun When you play with a loaded gun [Chorus] They aint gonna catch you when you fall Youll be pleading while youre bleeding [Verse 2] They aint gonna hear ya son Dont care about what you done They aint gonna help you son Youll be sorry for what you done Be sorry for what you done [Bridge] Old Pyth, cranky old bull Make you sorry for what you done Hense, in a black veil Gonna prick you for what you done Roathus got you empty Got you weeping for what you done I say mother, lonely old gal Tear your heart out for what you done Tear your heart out for what you done [Chorus] They aint gonna catch you when you fall Youll be pleading while youre bleeding [Verse 3] Them gods gonna hurt you son Youll be sorry for what you done Youll be sorry for what you done
done, sorry, son, youll, pleading