Bourbon Man — текст песни (Tom T. Hall)

(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 widders hmm yeah and one is a widder 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`d`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