This is the last song written and recorded by Johhny Paycheck. The best one he ever did in my opinion... "THE OUTLAW'S PRAYER" by: Johnny Paycheck You know I worked the Big Packet show In Fort Worth, Saturday night We had all day Sunday to rest and relax Before I caught another flight So I decided to walk downtown And get myself a little fresh air Before long I found myself In front of a big church On the corner of the square Boy I could hear that singin' Way out in the street Sure was a beautiful sound So I just walked up the steps And opened the door And started to go inside and sit down But before I could A young man walked over to me And said "Excuse me sir But I can't let you in With that big black hat Those jeans, that beard And long hair" So I just left, went back outside Sat down on the curbing And I thought to myself That's the house of the Lord That guy's got the hell of a nerve Tellin' me I can't worship anywhere I please So right there, in front of that church I just knelt down on my knees I said "Lord, I know I don't look like much But I didn't think you'd mind I just wanted to be with your people Lord, it's been a long time A while ago I saw a wino Over there in the alley All bent over in tears And I thought how One stained-glass window From this church Would feed his family for years Then there's those fine cars parked outside Too many for me to count Made me think how people walked for days To hear your Sermon On The Mount Then there's those fine ladies in the choir, Lord Singin' like they really love it Hell, last night they were dancin' On the front row of my show Drinkin' beer, screamin' 'Sing Shove It You know even John the Baptist Wouldn't be welcome in this place With his coat made of camel's hair And sandals on his feet And a long beard on his face You know Lord, when you come back To get your children And take 'em beyond the clouds To live, forever in heaven with you Well, I'd sure hate to be in this crowd You know Lord, I'm not perfect Some even call me no count But I'll tell you, I believe a man Is judged by what's in his heart Not what's in his bank account So if this is what religion is A big car, a suit and a tie Then I might as well forget it Lord 'Cause I can't qualify Oh, by the way Lord Right before they kicked me out Didn't I see a picture of you With sandals and a beard Believe you had long hair too Well this is Paycheck, signing off I'll be seein' you Lord, I hope" Now I believe in God as much as anyone but I do not attend a church. I have had several people through the years ask why. There are multiple reasons but the ones in the song above are right at the top. That is not God's way!