Baptized in Well Spirits

My daddy kept his hope in a reservoir Whiskey distilled in a mason jar Taught me everything I know about breaking hearts How getting back up is the hardest part My mama had faith and wore it well It didn't fit me when I was raising hell And around sixteen I finally figured out There was one way to be free I could follow my heart to heaven, the wayward down to hell Or tuck my way into some middle ground Between my whiskey jar and the heart of God, there's a simple understanding I'll be drinking when I'm happy and praying when I'm sad Baptized in well spirits Then Friday night on The Johnny Cash Show We were bathing in the light of the TV glow He sang, "Walk the line," and he sang it slow Like he knew what was on my mind Then Sunday morning, the preacher said "Go on and listen to the words in red" But I heard Jesus turned the water into wine I could follow my heart to heaven, the wayward down to hell Or tuck my way into some middle ground Between my whiskey jar and the heart of God, there's a simple understanding I'll be drinking when I'm happy and praying when I'm sad Baptized in well spirits I found the road that split towards good or evil And knew I'd have to carve another way I could follow my heart to heaven, the wayward down to hell Or tuck my way into some middle ground Between my whiskey jar and the heart of God, there's a simple understanding I'll be drinking when I'm happy and praying when I'm sad Baptized in well spirits