Whiskey on My Breath (Jesus on His Mind)
He spent four days a week
With a bible in his hand
Leading up for Sunday morning
Trying to save a soul again
He hears everybody's story
But he got one of his own
When the devil leads him to the other side
He'll have whiskey on his breath
Jesus on his mind
There's a place down on the corner
Where no one knows his name
He'll pray for forgiveness
While trying to ease his pain
Writes some scripture on a napkin
Order's up another shot
Rehearsed psalm 118:8 a couple times
Might be whiskey on his breath
Still got Jesus on his mind
Hallelujah -Hallelujah
Now he's just another sinner
Trying to fight some demons off
He thinks of something he might say
To somebody who's lost
Tonight he baptized by the water
That ice melt in his glass
Caught somewhere between the
Dark and the light
He's got whiskey on his breath
He's got Jesus on his mind
HALLELUJAH-HALLELUJAH
HALLELUJAH-HALLELUJAH-HALLELUJAH
HALLELUJAH
Writer/s: Craig Morgan Greer, Phillip Eugene O'Donnell, Timothy Wayne Calhoun, Wade A Kirby
