[Verse 1]
I write songs that feel good, I write songs that hurt
I've been known to turn a honky tonk to a black baptist church, amen
I know sin by his first name, I know salvation well
You can say I saw the light in the flickerin' flames of hell
[Chorus]
I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf
Child let me help you save yourself
Good God almighty, we're glory bound
And there's plenty of redemption to go around
[Verse 2]
I don't call myself a profit, I can't say that I'm a saint
But I've been down to the crossroads, I've seen things that must folks can't
And I know the devil can't do much evil, if he's too damn drunk to stand
My angels got they hands full, I help the only way I can
[Chorus]
I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf
Child let me help you save yourself
Good God almighty, we're glory bound
And there's plenty of redemption to go around
[Verse 3]
Weather it's a one room chaplain bar stool, or a little white church house pew
I find the faith, I fight the way my Jesus wants me to
me and God are good spite of all the wicked things I've done
If He'll save this back slidin' bastard, then brother believe He'll save anyone
[Chorus]
I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf
Child let me help you save yourself
Good God almighty, we're glory bound
And there's plenty of redemption
[Outro]
I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf
And I can't drink it all by myself
Bow your head, fold your hands
Gonna drink all the way to Glory Land
I got a bottle of redemption