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I lived with my mama 'til I was sixteen
Old time religion, sweet as the dreams
And now that I'm aging and conscience has been
In my left hand the Bible, in my right hand an old purple tin
I went to the doctor's 'cause I was unwell
He said, "My boy, you are shot to hell
I'll go write you a prescription for some pure heroin"
But I traded that sucker for a six pack of that old purple tin
The old purple tin
The old purple tin
Sweet testament, Lord
To the state that I'm in
I have drunk it all day
I have drunk it all night
The old purple tin
Oh Lord, lights up my life
I am in prison, the light never shines
I can't see my Bible, so dark is the night
I'm waiting for letters that never get sent
All my brothers and sisters on the corner with that old purple tin
The old purple tin
The old purple tin
Sweet testament, Lord
To the state that I'm in
I have drunk it all day
I have drunk it all night
The old purple tin
Oh Lord, lights up my life
Lights up my life
Lights up my life
Lights up my life