Oh I got one hand on the bottle, and the other on the wheel
And I'm tearin up a gravel road, just north of Sandersville
I'm headin' down the holler, heard there's a party goin' on,
Stole some moonshine from my dad, and half of it's already gone

Oh Lord, oh Lord, help me make it through the night
Cuz I just can't help my self,
Oh I try, I try but I can't turn it around,
Oh no I just can't help myself

Oh I picked up the preacher's daughter; she's as fine as she is wild,
And when her daddy's not around, she don't act like a preacher's child
And I knew what she was after when asked me for the ride
Yea daddy's little angels got fire in her eyes

Oh Lord, or Lord, help me make it through the night
Cuz I just can't help myself
Oh I try, I try, but this girl's all over me,
Oh and I just can't help myself
Aw help me now

Well I'll be in church tomorrow, I've got a lot to pray about
Sin to be forgiven and demons to cast out
And if I die come Monday, I know I'll be heaven bound
And I'll be white as snow until the weekend rolls around

Oh Lord, or Lord, help me make it through the night
Oh cuz I just can't help myself
Oh I try, I try, but I can't turn it around,
Oh no I just can't help myself
Oh no I just can't help myself
Oh I just can't help myself