Jesus And Jack Daniels

Mama put brother on the prayer list

When he got caught smoking that pot

Daddy found out, first thing he could grab

And he whipped him with a Zebco rod

When we messed up, she'd fill us up

With the scripture and a baptist hymn

And she prayed we’d be a little more like her

And whole lotta less like him

Mama loved Jesus, Daddy loved Jack Daniels

She was red-letter Heaven, he was Old No. 7

Between the two of 'em, wasn't nothing they couldn’t handle

Mama loved Jesus, Daddy loved Jack Daniels

He hated how she never had no fun

She hated how he had too much

I got a little bit from both of them

A little Bible and a little buzz

I wound up turning out, smack dab in-between

His taste for Lynchburg and her grace from John 3:16

Mama loved Jesus, Daddy loved Jack Daniels

She was red-letter Heaven, he was Old No. 7

Between the two of 'em, wasn't nothing they couldn't handle

Mama loved Jesus, Daddy loved Jack Daniels

I'm a little Hell yeah, I'm a little Hallelujah

If there's a stool or a pew, I might sit down next to ya

Mama loved Jesus, Daddy loved Jack Daniels

She was red-letter Heaven, he was Old No. 7

Between the two of 'em, wasn’t nothing they couldn’t handle

Mama loved Jesus, Daddy loved Jack Daniels