Heaven's Got a Back Door | Outlaw Country Gospel

Forty years of slipping out back doors, and one last job at a West Texas chapel, where the back door's unlocked, a lamp is lit, and an old man is already pouring two cups of coffee. Browncoat Sinners - hard roads, dirty hands, still prayin'. 🎵 Lyrics below [Verse 1] First lock I ever opened Was a feed store in Big Spring Fourteen with a flathead screwdriver And I didn't take a thing Just stood there in the dark awhile Heart a-poundin' like a drum Learned the front way's for the honest And the back way's where I'm from [Verse 2] I slipped out the back of honky-tonks When the tab came due at the bar Slipped out the back of a good girl's house 'Fore she heard me start the car County turned me loose at sunup Through the sally port out back Forty years of alley doors And I never once looked back [Pre-Chorus] Mama read me Luke on Sundays 'Bout the thief hung on the right Never set one boot in a chapel But he made it home that night [Chorus] Heaven's got a back door For the ones who come in late With mud on their confession And nothin' in their hands to trade I slipped the law and slipped the preacher Kept one step ahead of grace Heaven's got a back door But I ain't found the place [Verse 3] Last job was a clapboard chapel On the road to Sterling City Figured copper in the walls Was worth more than their pity But the back door wasn't bolted There's a lamp lit on the stair And an old man with two coffee cups Like he knew I'd be there [Pre-Chorus] He said "Son, I leave it open Every night since '73 Somebody left one open once For a thief that looked like me" [Chorus] Heaven's got a back door For the ones who come in late With mud on their confession And nothin' in their hands to trade I slipped the law and slipped the preacher Kept one step ahead of grace Heaven's got a back door But I ain't found the place [Bridge] I laid my crowbar on the table Didn't have a word to say Forty years of breakin' in First time I ever wanted in to stay So I said it like the thief did With nothin' left to bring Just "Jesus, please remember me" And I heard that back door swing [Final Chorus] Heaven's got a back door For the ones who come in late With mud on their confession And nothin' in their hands to trade I slipped the law and slipped the preacher Till I ran right into grace Heaven's got a back door And You saved me a place 🔔 Subscribe for new dark outlaw country every week. #DarkCountry #OutlawCountry #GothicCountry