Tom T. Hall - Bourbon Man lyrics

I have a very good
Friend in Nashville Tennessee
Who is a semiprofessional wino
And during one of our
Recent and frequent conversations
We got to talk about his religious philosophy
And as far as I could determine this
Is the way he feels about it
Lord can a drunk go to heaven
Well, frankly I don't see why not
If the Lord loves the weak and the weary
Well, how come He can't love a sot
Now I don't drink to hurt anybody
Why I love everybody I meet
I can quit any time but I don't want to
And in fact I quit three times last week
Now lemme tell you 'bout
Some of them preachers
Lord you know some of 'em
Ain't worth a dime
Why they're flirtin' with all
Of them wider, mm yeah
And one is a wider of mine
Oh, I hear people prayin' so fancy
Why they'd be better off a sendin' you mail
Lord if they could've heard me last Sunday
Well, I've prayed 'em right
Out of that jail
Now Lord if a drunk gets to heaven
To walk on that great Golden Strand
Would You give me a spot and
The shade of a tree
And remember I'm a bourbon man