God is putty for my soul
He's my crack filler
Whenever I've got a hole in my head
All I have to do is call on him
And he'll send Jesus the repair man
All it'll cost is my soul
But I don't mind
So long as he does a good job
I've got nothing to worry about
But if something else does break down
His number is on the speed dial of my heart
And I can call him day or night
And it won't cost anymore
Because I'm dirt poor.
He's my crack filler
Whenever I've got a hole in my head
All I have to do is call on him
And he'll send Jesus the repair man
All it'll cost is my soul
But I don't mind
So long as he does a good job
I've got nothing to worry about
But if something else does break down
His number is on the speed dial of my heart
And I can call him day or night
And it won't cost anymore
Because I'm dirt poor.