Doc Edwards - Sweet Tea And Jesus Lyrics

Well excuse me Sir, but I've been on the road
Is this the quickest way South? I've got to go
I've been away too long, and I need to get home

I've played all the way, out in L.A
And I just left out of New York today
Yeah, the city puts a drain on a poor soul

You see I'm from a little town down South
They still say "Hey y'all" and "Shut your mouth"
Everyone goes to Church on Sunday morn'

We have Fiery Preachers, and fresh sweet tea
No, there ain't no better place to be
To take life slow, and, get right with the Lord

Now, Southern tea, It'll sooth your Soul
And, the Lord can save it, so there you go
All a body needs is, sweet tea and Jesus

Most city folk live their lives too fast
For money or power, that just won't last
They'll drag you with them, down the road to hell

So, I'm running back for that Dixie line
And when I get there, Sir, I'll be fine
Cause it's a better life down in that country town

We've got Fiery Preachers, and fresh sweet tea
No, there ain't no better place to be
To take life slow, and, get right with the Lord

Now, Southern tea, It'll sooth your Soul
And, the Lord can save it, so there you go
All a body needs is, sweet tea and Jesus
Yeah, a-lotta folks could use a little, sweet tea and Jesus