On a Sunday at nine I went for a drive
Couldn't cry anymore so I stopped at a dive
I told the bartender I was looking for God
He poured a whiskey on ice and said you found the right spot
He said that woman there has stories to tell
We sit and listen as she drinks from the well
Haunted by memories of things that she's done
But I just remind her that she's loved
If church was a bar we'd all be welcome
No need to pretend that ain't where you came from
Make friends with a stranger leave your shame at the door
You could come as you are
If church was a bar
He said the man with the beard he's been here since five
He's been told that he's broken and wrong all his life
Looking for acceptance he can't seem to find
I always tell him he's welcome anytime
If church was a bar we'd all be welcome
No need to pretend that ain't where you came from
Make friends with a stranger leave your shame at the door
You could come as you are
If church was a bar
If church was a bar
We were all searching for the light
Girl the thing is it never left your side
So I paid my tab and thanked him again
For showing me grace I didn't expect
He said no need to thank me just pass it down
And always remember, the lost can be found
If church was a bar we'd all be welcome
No need to pretend that ain't where you came from
Make friends with a stranger leave your shame at the door
You could come as you are
If church was a bar
If church was a bar
If church was a bar
If church was a bar