Jim Beam Jesus

Title: Jim Beam With Jesus [Verse 1] Last call buzzing from a neon sign Rain on the window, whiskey on my mind Bartender’s wiping down the same old stain Everybody left but I stayed again Jukebox humming something sad and slow Like it knew a few things I don’t wanna know Then the smoke got thick and the room got strange And a voice said, “Mind if I sit a spell?” [Chorus] Tonight I’m drinking Jim Beam with Jesus Johnny Cash is feeding quarters to the band Willie’s rolling papers in the corner Like heaven finally loosened up the rules a little bit Got a halo hanging crooked off a barstool And a cloud of smoke drifting through the haze I’m smoking with a saint, talking life and forgiveness Drinking Jim Beam with Jesus [Verse 2] I said, “Tell me why the good ones go Why the bad days always seem to come in rows?” He said, “Son, I wish it all made sense But faith ain’t something built on evidence” Then he raised a glass to the hearts that broke To every prayer that felt like a joke And every fool who spent half his life Trying to outrun who he was [Chorus] Tonight I’m drinking Jim Beam with Jesus Johnny Cash is feeding quarters to the band Willie’s rolling papers in the corner Like heaven finally loosened up the rules a little bit Got a halo hanging crooked off a barstool And a cloud of smoke drifting through the haze I’m smoking with a saint, talking life and forgiveness Drinking Jim Beam with Jesus [Bridge] Waylon’s playing cards with Moses Paul’s arguing about grace An old outlaw angel’s dancing With a girl who still lights up the place Nobody’s keeping score tonight Nobody’s keeping names Just a room full of forgiven souls Trying to forget their pain [Final Chorus] Still drinking Jim Beam with Jesus Johnny’s feeding quarters to the band Willie’s rolling papers in the corner Like heaven finally loosened up the rules a little bit Got a halo hanging crooked off a barstool And a cloud of smoke drifting through the haze I’m smoking with a saint, talking life and forgiveness Drinking Jim Beam with Jesus [Outro] The neon faded into morning The bottle finally ran dry I turned to thank Him for the answers But He was gone with the night Now every time I hear Cash singing Or see smoke hanging in the air I think about that conversation And wonder if He was really there Yeah, sometimes when the world gets heavy And I need a little truth I find myself drinking Jim Beam with Jesus In a booth for two.