One Wing in the Fire sing and play along

Daddy's been a backrow Baptist with his share of frontrow sin,

with Saturday night still on his breath ev'ry Sunday when he'd walk in.

He's never led the benediction,

he's never sang in the choir.

But he's an angel with no halo

and one wing in the fire.

Mama lives ways by the Bi for ble,

the Bible lives by the bed.

She's lied alone so many nights

with scriptures in her head,

I prayin', "Good Lord, just be with him.

I know his faith is tired.

But he's an angel with no halo

and one wing in the fire."

And I know he lives a little left of livin' right.

And he's come close to goin' way too far a few times.

But I'd trade a thousand prayers if just one prayer would come true.

Lord, please believe in him

like I believe in

You.

Daddy's al ways been there Bi for me

from Tball lives to touchdowns.

She's Fixed my car and fixed my heart

when they've been broken down.

I know he calls for more forgiveness

than most folks do require.

But he's an angel with no halo

and one wing in the fire."

And I know he lives a little left of livin' right.

And he's come close to goin' way too far a few times.

But I'd trade a thousand prayers if just one prayer would come true.

Lord, please believe in him

like I believe in

You.

Well, I just can't imagine

what heaven might be like

if me and Mama make it

without Daddy by our side.

Lord, could you please remember

when it's time to call us

higher, that he's an angel with no halo

and one wing in

the fire.