Lyrics
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
And 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 an angel 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