Jeff Glover - A Bible, a Bottle, and a Gun (feat. Jimi Tunnell) Lyrics

First night on the road I'd been told
That these pickers was washed in the blood
Dust to dust God we trust
Raised on the fire and the flood
Had a good night Feeling all right
Bright lights smiling on us
Finished the show Packed up to go
And we headed outside to the bus
Talking to the driver This bluegrass lifer
Said he played stand-up bass
I guess he could tell that the show went well
But I was starting to feel out of place
'Cause the gal who played fiddle was Standing in the middle
Of the aisle there blocking my view
But the way opened wide When she stepped aside
And the truth came shining on through
Shining on through
'Cause like a revelation it hit me
When I looked at everyone's bed
Right there was a bottle of whiskey
And a pistol near every head
We were rolling down the road with the Holy Ghost
The Father and the Son
With a Bible, a Bottle, and a Gun
With a Bible a Bottle, and a Gun
Please understand I don't judge a man
By the caliber of his toys
For the rest of the tour I was pretty sure
I wouldn't be one of the boys
The rule of thumb where I come from
Is you know them by the songs they play
So from picker to picker The real kicker
Is it works in mysterious ways
Mysterious ways
Like a revelation it hit me
When I looked at everyone's bed
Right there was a bottle of whiskey
And a pistol near every head
We were rolling down the road with the Holy Ghost
The Father and the Son
With a Bible, a Bottle, and a Gun
We were rolling down the road with the Holy Ghost
The Father and the Son
With a Bible, a Bottle, and a Gun
With a Bible. a Bottle, and a Gun
With a Bible, a Bottle, and a Gun
With a Bible, a Bottle, and a Gun
With a Bible a Bottle, and a Gun
With a Bible, a Bottle, and a Gun
With a Bible, a Bottle, and a Gun