Bible on the Dash (feat. Hayes Carll)

A two-night stand in Tulsa pullin' out and headed west Freddie grabbed the Gideons from the hotel in the desk And we said, "What's the matter brother? Are you worried about your soul?" He said, "Better safe than sorry, boys, that's just how I role" We hit the road a feelin' cool as Crosby, Stills and Nash Overflowin' with the spirit and the Bible on the dash We pulled the whole thing over for the flashin' red and blues The police come to the window he said, "Have you heard the news?" "Now don't get smart with me boy, why you doin' 95?" "My foot is heavy with redemption, I'm just blessed to be alive!" He said, "I oughtta pull you outta there and beat you black and blue" I placed my hand upon the good book and said what would Jesus do? It's better than insurance, registration or lyin' It's better than these fake IDs I have to keep buyin' It's even better than an envelope stuffed with cash They always said it'd save me, that old Bible on the dash "Around these parts that hair alone'll make probable cause" "If you're movin' through my county, you'll obey my earthly laws" Yes, we did our best to quote some holy red chapter and verse "What kinda music y'alls makin'?" We said, "Christian music, sir!" He contemplated, thought about it, twirled his cop moustache "Well, alright you boys be careful now, just don't drive quite so fast" It's better than insurance, registration or lyin' It's better than these fake IDs I keep on buyin' It's even better than an envelope stuffed with cash They always said it'd save me, that old Bible on the dash Crossin' at the border a few months later we heard, "Freeze!" "Pull in over there son, we gonna do some search and seize" Maybe if we'd been more famous he'd have said, "Just move along" If he'd have seen our song on TV, or if we'd had hit single songs He's just about to ask us, "Wheres the money, guns, and hash?" Well, I was hopin' it would save me, that old Bible on the dash Well, his hand was on his pistol, and his dog was on his leash And that shepard he was a-keeping a pretty close eye on the sheep We got a list were gonna look at, see if we can't find your names We got parabolic laser beams hears everything you say We got ultraviolet x-rays that can see right through your bus I guess we'll see if the good Lord is truely watchin' over us It's better than a greencard, heard it's better than lyin' It's better than these work Visas I keep on buyin' It's even better than an envelope stuffed with cash Lord, I'm at the border with the Bible on the dash