Lyrics

I could dive in this lake And swim in s hundred proof Then drink up all the pain She put me through Lord If what they say is true All things that you can do Walk on water, heal the sick And the blind, too Then I wonder if this prayin might do Cause I could drink every bottle From here to Tennessee Still not kill the burn of What she's done to me Lord, I need a miracle To set my spirit free Jesus please turn this water to whiskey So, Jesus, move this tacklebox Sit down here next to me And tell me how you can end my misery I 've taken my last shot Empty bottle, don't you see This Drunken sailor Is all that's left of me Would it help if I got on my knees I could drink every bottle From here to Tennessee Still not kill the burn of What she's done to me Lord, I need a miracle To set my spirit free Jesus please turn this water to whiskey I could drink every bottle From here to Tennessee Still not kill the burn of What she's done to me Walk a sinner Who been set free Jesus can you turn this water to whiskey
Writer(s): Billy Mcdowell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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