Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa You might think that I'm a washed up tool And that I'm praying to the sky But son, I'll tell ya that Jesus ain't a fool And one day you are gonna die Why don't you just let Him in your heart? Can't you see that you're in sin? Son, I'm praying you see light in the dark He just wants to be your friend Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa You might say that I'm a crazy christian You might say that I'm alone But son, I'm praying that you'll feel conviction And turn to flesh that heart of stone Why don't you just let Him in your heart? Can't you see that you're in sin? Son, I'm praying you see light in the dark He just wants to be your friend Why don't you just let Him in you heart? He took 'em nails for me and you It ain't too late, boy, I've been praying hard That you will come too