Hungover In Church

Sunday morning in last night's clothes
A busted lip and a broken nose
Last cigarette to clear my head
I stumble into church feeling half dead

Hungover in church again
Smelling like smoke and gin
Hard to hear about wrong and right
When you're still hurting from Saturday night

I know when to sit down and when to stand up
And when to dip my bread in the cup
My mind is on three o'clock
Burgers, football, and Shiner Bock

I keep looking for answers in this place
Singing every verse of "Amazing Grace"
I'm still blind, I can't see
Any hope for a drunk like me

Service is over, I walk out and cough
I wanna go home and sleep it off
I tell myself I'll quit drinking this week
I know next Sunday I'll probably be

Hungover in church again
Smelling like smoke and gin
Got me thinking about wrong and right
How can a blind man see the light



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Writer(s): Derek Lord
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