Momma raised me on the good book
Daddy with a glass
She worked two jobs for our future
While he lived in the past
Now when my world is crashing down
Only way I know to pick it up
Is to thumb through these pages and fill my cup
I keep them close to wash my sins away
They both sit up on a shelf
My strength when I need it
Both a 100 proof when I have a hard time believe in
When I'm going through hell and I can't save myself
Somewhere between salvation and survival
I'm leaning on the bottle and a bible
I know I ain't perfect
I fall short every time
And this broken heart sure ain't helping anything tonight
If I can't find the answers in the lines written in red
Then this black labeled whisky will soon help me forget
That you ever left
They both sit up on a shelf
My strength when I need it
Both a 100 proof when I have a hard time believe in
When I'm going through hell and I can't save myself
Somewhere between salvation and survival
I'm leaning on the bottle and a bible
Whatever heals me
So this missing you don't kill me
When I'm going through hell and I can't save myself
Somewhere between salvation and survival
I'm leaning on the bottle and a bible
I'm leaning on the bottle and a bible
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