Bourbon Man

[Verse:] 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