Brother Jack - Whiskey Bottle Lyrics

It's Friday night, I'm on the hooch again
I promised myself I'd stay sober today
I put on my cleanest shirt and I comb my hair
I'm headed out for a couple of beers
It's a dollar in the old jukebox
Something to occupy my time
There's an old whiskey bottle over the fridge
That I keep my Jesus in
When I'm feeling bad or down on my luck
I take a big swig and swallow him up
This is my saving grace
It holds me tight
When Jesus walked here on Earth
He turned water into wine
I bet he was, he was a hell of a wine maker
If he was here, I'd cry him a bucket of tears
Like in the Bible, I perform a miracle
It's a miracle I got up today at all
There's an old whiskey bottle over the fridge
That I keep my Jesus in
When I'm feeling bad or down on my luck
I take a big swig and swallow him up
This is my saving grace
It holds my tight
I'm tired of looking through blood shot windows
And trying to cut through the haze
You can throw me out, throw me out with the old bath water
I ain't no good to anyone anymore
Someday, I'll smash that bottle
And set my savior free