Well I ain't never been an angel I ain't never been called a saint Yeah, I've decorated every bar in town With a big red coat of paint But good thing I had a good raisin' For all the Hell I've raised since then When that roll is called up yonder I know they've gonna let me in 'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go The Devil reaches out but he can't grab hold 'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go Might have a little rust on my halo But when I'm gone I know where I'll go 'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul Now I've been a little more cold beer Than holy water, it's true More Saturday night on an old bar stool Than a Sunday morning pew But even old Hank Williams Finally saw the light And, oh hallelujah, I have too And it ain't just the neon kind 'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go The Devil reaches out but he can't grab hold 'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go Might have a little rust on my halo But when I'm gone I know where I'll go 'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul, yeah Jesus got a tight grip on my soul, yeah Whoa, I got a long, long way to go Whoa, but I'm gonna get there I know 'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go The Devil reaches out but he can't grab hold 'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul And he ain't letting go, he ain't letting go Might have a little rust on my halo But when I'm gone I know where I'll go 'Cause Jesus got a tight grip on my soul Jesus got a tight grip on my soul Yeah he does, and he ain't letting go