Lyrics
(Speaking, quiet laugh) They said faith could move mountains. Guess they never tried whiskey.
Bottle in my hand, Bible on the floor, One tells lies, one tells more. I found my peace where the smoke hangs low, Where the saints don’t sing and the sinners go.
Whiskey built my halo, bent it outta flame, Every sip forgives what Heaven never claimed. I ain’t holy, I ain’t clean, But I shine just fine in the in-between.
Got no pew, got no choir, Just a match and a little fire. Every prayer I never said, Still burns hot where the angels fled.
Whiskey built my halo, carved it from my sin, It fits just right, burns like gin. I’m the sermon they don’t recite, The shadow singin’ in the light.
The preacher said “Boy, your soul’s gone sour.” I said “Good — I ain’t been sweet in years.” Then I raised my glass to the ghost of power, And baptized my doubts in tears.
Whiskey built my halo, forged it in my fight, Every wrong turned to light. If Heaven don’t want me, fine by me — I’ll toast the damned eternally.
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Hard Dark Country / Outlaw Gospel Blues Deep male vocals, smoky ton
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