I Can’t Help Myself - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

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

'Cause 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

Yeah daddy's little angels got fire in her eyes

Oh Lord, oh Lord, help me make it through the night

'Cause 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, oh Lord, help me make it through the night

Oh 'cause 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 I just can't help myself