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Blood Bourbon Bible (Dark Country Music) - Dark Country Boy
The preacher's got a flask in his coat
Hymns hum low like a rusted throat
Broken pews where the wild weeds grow
A church of shadows, a holy no-show
Every verse soaked in sin and rye
We drink to live and live to die
Raise your glass to the crimson sky
Blood and bourbon, let the spirits fly
The choir sings with a whiskey sting
Saints and sinners all wear the same ring
A cracked bell tolls for the crooked and lost
Redemption's priced, but who pays the cost
Every verse soaked in sin and rye
We drink to live and live to die
Raise your glass to the crimson sky
Blood and bourbon, let the spirits fly
Ashes to ashes, dust in the breeze
Salvation's locked, we lost the keys
The devil's laugh is a melody sweet
In this gospel of dirt
We admit defeat
Every verse soaked in sin and rye
We drink to live and live to die
Raise your glass to the crimson sky
Blood and bourbon, let the spirits fly