"The Preacher Won't Have To Lie" by Lee Ann Womack
(written by Billy Montana and Steve Dean)

I used to believe what money could bring
Was worth more than anything else
But all that changed, when I had a dream
And I got a good look at myself

I stood face to face with the ghost of my past
And the spirit of what was to come
And they made it clear, that one day I'd have
To answer for what I had done
And I saw what I'd become

The choices you make
The chances you take
They'll follow you all of your life
I'm just tryin' to live, so when I die
The preacher won't have to lie

I ain't no prophet and I ain't no saint
And I ain't made no great sacrifice
I just keep trying to carry my weight
I keep trying to do what is right
And it's hard to do right sometimes

But the choices you make
The chances you take
They'll follow you all of your life
I'm just tryin' to live, so when I die
The preacher won't have to lie

The choices you make
The chances you take
They'll follow you all of your life
I'm just tryin' to live, so when I die
The preacher won't have to lie

I'm just tryin' to live, so when I die
The preacher won't have to lie