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[Verse 1]
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I try to get up every morning with a smile and apply the Golden Rule,
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but sometimes that old devil takes me   and I go acting like a fool.
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Dear Jesus, I keep trying to be perfect but I'm just a mortal man,
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Lord, help me be the kind of person my dog thinks I am.

[Verse 2]
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Sometimes I go to church on Sunday   with Saturday's whiskey on my breath,
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but I keep praying and promising to quit before I drink myself to death.
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Help me walk the straight and narrow,   change this light into a lamp.
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Oh, Lord, help me be the kind of person my dog thinks I am.

[Bridge]
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I know he's just a mutt, but he don't judge me when times get pretty hard,
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he fetches my Bible   and buries my liquor in the yard.

[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
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I can feel your love inside me, Lord and I know that I'll be coming home someday.
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When I do I pray you'll find a pair of wings for old Jake.
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Now the preacher's been real good to me, but I know who's really been there in a jam.
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Lord, help me be the kind of person my dog thinks I am.
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Dear Lord, help me be the kind of person my dog thinks I am.

[Outro]
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