Bottles and Bibles (Live)

Bottles and bibles
Litter the floor
An all night revival
He passed out around four

Now the preacher's been drinkin'
But it's hard not to do
Since she ran out the screen door
And swore they were through

Oh Lord, if you care
Send a spirit down here
'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again

But it's a hard way to go
On the straight and narrow
When everybody in town
Points a finger at you
But they ain't had to walk
With the weight that you've hauled
They don't know you at all
But they think that they do

He didn't believe her
He just knew she'd come home
But the nights kept a crawlin'
As he laid there alone

And he'd call up to heaven
And he'd hope and he'd pray
But the line's always busy
Since he went astray

Oh Lord, if you care
Won't you answer his prayers
'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again

But it's a hard way to go
On the straight and narrow
When everybody in town
Points a finger at you
But they ain't had to walk
With the weight that you've hauled
They don't know you at all
But they think that they do

Now the bottles and bibles
Broke out in a fight
The whiskey fought hard, son
And took the victory that night
And they found him a layin'
Face down by the stairs
Dressed up for a sermon
Nobody would hear

Oh Lord, if you care
Send your angels down here
'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again

But it's a hard way to go
On the straight and narrow
When everybody in town
Points a finger at you
But they ain't had to walk
With the weight that you've hauled
They don't know you at all
But they think that they do