I'm still the man that I was
Just a little more grey, a little more stay
A little less sting in my buzz
Still chasing a song
Between a verse and a bridge
I know life is just a chorus we sing along

And sometimes I think I'm knocking on the door of Heaven
And sometimes I feel like a highway to Hell
And the circle spins unbroken, and we all run wide open
'Til we run right back into ourselves

Take me down to the water, dunk my head into the river
Raise your hands, all hail rock 'n' roll
Change my life, wash me clean with
The truth of a guitar picker
For the songs he sings, I'll gladly give my soul

Evangeline
On a Banjolin
Light bleeding in
Through the stained glass of my heart
The song she hums
Stuck in my head
Could raise the dead
Bring a blind man out of the dark

Yeah, sometimes I feel like a candle in the wind
And sometimes I'm just the dust that that wind blows
And the circle spins unbroken 'til my staying must be going
And it goes back to when she was still mine to hold

Take me down to the water, dunk my head into the river
Raise your hands, all hail rock 'n' roll
Change my life, wash me clean with
The faith of an amen whisper
For the songs she sings, I'll gladly give my soul

Oh
Oh
Oh, I won't
Oh

Yeah, where the angels sing
Where the lost get found (where the lost get found)
Where the dirt gets clean (where the dirt gets clean)
With the sound
With the sound going down

Take me down to the water, dunk my head into the river
All hail rock 'n' roll
I change my life, wash everything
When I sing the hymns of a neon drifter
Wash the blood from the wood of this six-string soul

Yeah
Evangeline
Yeah
Evangeline
Yeah Writer/s: Barry Dean, Eric Church, Luke Laird
Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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