Judgement Day from Broken Town by Alabama Breeze

JUDGEMENT DAY
She was sixteen, a backyard queen
All grown up if you know what that means
He was just a bum with a certain style
Crooked hat and a crooked smile
He told her he loved her and he tried his luck
Stole her future in the back of his truck
And he didn't look back as he walked away
To face the truth on judgement day

She was just a wife
Sour and sweet
Prettiest little thing you ever could meet
Started so well then the fire went cold
Now she getting stoned and she getting old
How it's gonna end you never can tell
As she meets that boy in that little hotel
And she won't look back as she walks away
To face the truth on judgement day

BRIDGE
Will you be Proud
Praise the lord and sing it out loud
Or will you run away, worried what the devil might say

Ain't it all weird how life turns out
Slot another dollar in the roundabout
You try and you try but it all turns bad
And you love what you lost but you hate what you had
How it's gonna end you never can tell
But you sing that song and you ring that bell
And you never look back as you walk away
To face the truth on judgement day

• Country
• modern country
• Derby