Junior Sisk & Ramblers Choice If The Bottle Was A Bible lyrics

I've worked here for two years,
That old man lives in here,
Drinks all night and peeles off all the labels,
I sit back and watch him go,
As he lines them up all in a row,
Side by side, he sits them at his table,
I bet he's memorized those words, printed on the side,
God knows, that man has read those lines, A thousand times,
Imagine what he'd know, if the bottle was a bible

I bet he's drank, the river Jordan,
The flesh is weaker, than what they're pouring,
And right there in that bar, he'd have revival,
if the bottle was a bible

He'd hold the answers in his hand,
Be a prophet to the drinking man,
In a haze of Neon lights,
And tortoured souls
But for him it's Gin and misery,

Dying in her loving memory,
Since he layed her in that field of granite stone,
Tempting fruit is best left on the vine,
Cause he'd probably turn the water into wine

I bet he's drank, the river Jordan,
The flesh is weaker, than what they're pouring,
And right there in that bar, he'd have revival,
If the bottle was a bible

I bet he's drank, the river Jordan,
The flesh is weaker, than what they're pouring,
And right there in that bar, he'd have revival,
If the bottle was a bible
Yeah, right there in that bar, he'd have revival,
If the bottle was a bible