Stray Dogs And Alley Cats

Every sunday in my momma's church

I'd sneak some money out of momma's purse

While she was praying I would slip away

Down at the pool hall I'd play all day

I'd meet her home and she'd just shake her head

Your fluffing pillows on the devil's bed

I'd say mom I know just how you feel

But I made enough to cover all our bills

To bad for heaven and to good for hell

Little wings are better than big tails

I don't expect to sit at god's right hand

I could empty heavens garbage cans whoa ohh

Hope their is room on those golden streets

For stray dogs and alley cats like me

If they won't let me in the big front gate

Maybe I can go in the backway

I know my halo wouldn't shine real bright

But it would get me through the clouds at night

And I don't care if I'm the last to sing

Ref I've got the smallest set of wings

I'd watch those little devil's down on earth

And follow them when they'd sneak out of church