Jesus and the Bottle
by Shannon Hudson 
Genre: Americana/Country
Lyrics
Jesus and the Bottle
Hard times, I’ve felt them
Tear drops, once again
Filling up the empty buckets of my soul
Can’t feel the wind blow
Warm breeze, crescendo
Get lucky sometimes, that’s the way the dice roll
I’ve been trying to find the answer
It doesn’t seem to be in the bars of this world
IF JESUS LIVES AT THE BOTTOM OF A BOTTLE
THEN I’VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR HIM ALL YEAR
MAYBE HE CAN SHIFT THIS DECENT FULL THROTTLE
AND LAY ME DOWN IN A BED OF MY TEARS
Can’t seem to place it
A warm smile and presence
Seems to make its way when the bottle’s half gone
Cheap shots of whiskey
From ten bucks she lent me
Morning emptiness will be here before long
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