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 he be shown the yelling
And the 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

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?

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

Well, my boss 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