Please, God, don't tell anyone
What I do or what I have done

When my father gets to Heaven
Please spare him the telling
Of the ways I've been sinning ever since the beginning
He won't understand and even if he did
I'm still his son

Please, God, don't tell anyone
Please, God, don't show anyone
All the idiot things that I've done

When my son gets to Heaven
Will hе be shown the yelling?
And thе robbing and fighting?
And the thunder and lightning?
He won't know that I did that
Just to feed my own daughter and son

Please, God, don't show anyone (Hey)

Oh, baby, what have I done?
Have I proven myself to no one?

Will the things I did well even save me from Hell?
I can't even recall all the sins
I can't tell
Will a thousand good deeds be erased
Then by just one bad one?

Oh, baby, what have I done? (Hey)

Please, God, don't tell anyone
I was providing, not just having fun

Well, my boy started screaming, so I started stealing
My daughter was crying, so I started lying
My baby was sobbing
So I started robbing with a gun

Please, God, don't tell anyone
Please, God, don't tell anyone