I write songs that feel good
I write songs that hurt
I've been known to turn a honky tonk
Into a black Baptist church, amen
I've known sin by his first name
I know salvation well
You can say I saw the light and
The flickerin' flames of Hell
I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf
Child let me save yourself
Good God almighty, we're glory bound
And there's plenty of redemption to go around
I don't call myself a prophet
I can't say that I'm a saint
But I've been down to the crossroads
I've seen things that most folks ain't, and I know
The devil can't do much evil
If he's to damn drunk to stand
My angels got they hands full
I help the only way I can
I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf
Child let me help you save yourself
Good God almighty, we're glory bound
And there's plenty of redemption to go around
Whether it's a one room chaplain bar stool
Or a little white church house pew
I find the faith, I fight the way that Jesus wants me to
Yeah, me and God are good despite all the wicked things I've done
If He'll save this back-slidin' bastard
Then, brother, believe He'll save anyone
I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf
Child let me help you save yourself
Good God almighty, we're glory bound
And there's plenty of redemption
I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf
But I can't drink it all by myself
Bow your head, fold your hands
Gonna drink all the way to Glory Land
I got a bottle of redemption
