With my Trumpet in my Hand Lyrics

Lord deliver me, reconsider me
Lord make up your mind
Lord I'm looking good, how I'm feeling good
Lord who's a good guy?
Lord I Bask in thee, what you ask of me
Lord I do it all the time
Just let me die with my trumpet in my hand
Lord this tyranny, oh what's left of me
Lord the man of the hour
Lord the sinners, we formed the ministry
It's the surest game in town
Lord you ready me then call it blasphemy
But it's the only way I've found
Just let me die with my trumpet in my hand
Lord you're tearing us apart, try and hide another heart
Is the curse that is frozen to me
You raised us in the middle
Lord you gave, I took a little
It's so easily done
Lord can't you see we've won?
Lord the china there
Oh the silverware
Lord the way we would dine
It would be a sign if you show me yours
Lord I'll show you mine
Lord you set it up, and now you knock it down
Lord I'll gladly do the time
Just let me die with my trumpet in my hand
I can't live on your credit
It took so long to admit it
Lord you're no second place prize

Lord you steady me, go ahead of me
Lord won't you take my hand
Lord you're supposed to be oh so close to me
Lord how much can you stand?
Lord you worry me
And from what I can see
If you won't play with the band
Just let me die with my trumpet in my hand

Born again, let me be please, Lord again