I've been quick to point a finger
At things I find outrageous
Well, I wonder who I'll point at
When I read my life on pages
When I've played my final number
It really won't take long
To realize I sang a hypocrite song
Chorus:
Oh ly-dee-dye, oh ly-dee-dee
I thank the Lord that there's a Heaven
Full of hypocrites like me
So tell the angels to get ready
Cuz it may not be too long
Until I come and sing my hypocrite song
I preach about redemption
As I look you in the face
Then I'm convinced I must be dyin'
But it's just somethin' that I ate
But it's Jesus who gives mercy
To make a weak man strong
So he can stand and sing
His hypocrite song
Repeat Chorus
I can't wait to see my Savior
And look Him in the face
Shake His hand and plainly thank Him
For forgiving my mistakes
And for helping me remember
That even when I'm right I'm wrong
Then we'll rejoice and sing this hypocrite song
Repeat Chorus 2x
At things I find outrageous
Well, I wonder who I'll point at
When I read my life on pages
When I've played my final number
It really won't take long
To realize I sang a hypocrite song
Chorus:
Oh ly-dee-dye, oh ly-dee-dee
I thank the Lord that there's a Heaven
Full of hypocrites like me
So tell the angels to get ready
Cuz it may not be too long
Until I come and sing my hypocrite song
I preach about redemption
As I look you in the face
Then I'm convinced I must be dyin'
But it's just somethin' that I ate
But it's Jesus who gives mercy
To make a weak man strong
So he can stand and sing
His hypocrite song
Repeat Chorus
I can't wait to see my Savior
And look Him in the face
Shake His hand and plainly thank Him
For forgiving my mistakes
And for helping me remember
That even when I'm right I'm wrong
Then we'll rejoice and sing this hypocrite song
Repeat Chorus 2x