Lyrics:

I've been working like a dog
With my nose to the ground
If I don't loosen up these chains
I'm gonna lose my mind
Been on the straight and narrow far too long
I'm heading downtown and the devil's taggin' 'long
Lord, have mercy on my soul
I feel a sin comin' on

I'm helpless as a child
When the neon calls my name
I'm drawn to pretty ladies
Like a moth to a flame
That sweet perfume makes it hard
To tell my right from my wrong, oh
Yeah, the feeling's awful weak
And the devil's mighty strong
Lord, have mercy on my soul
I feel a sin comin' on

I try to be good, every day
But tonight I hope the angels
Turn and look the other way
I fight the urge, everytime
But to tell the truth
Right now that apple's looking mighty fine

I can feel a fever
Deep down in my bones
Lord, haver mercy on my soul
I feel a sin comin' on

Well, I ain't exactly good
And I ain't exactly bad
I ain't the smartest child
That my mama ever had
I never seem to leave temptation alone, no
Yeah, the feeling's awful weak
And the devil's mighty strong
Lord, have mercy on my soul
I feel a sin comin' on

I try to be good, every day
But tonight I hope the angels
Turn and look the other way
I fight the urge, everytime
But to tell the truth
Right now that apple's looking mighty fine

I can feel a fever
Deep down in my bones
Lord, haver mercy on my soul
I feel a sin comin' on

I can feel a fever
Deep down in my bones
Lord, haver mercy on my soul
I feel a sin comin' on