Tyler Childers - Bottles And Bibles

      [Verse 1]
             C/G
Bottles and bibles
 C/G        C7
Litter the floor
 C7           F   F7
An all night revival
 F7             C/G
Passed out around 4

                           C/G
Now the preacher's been drinkin'
 C/G                 C7
But it's hard not to do
 C7                     F     F7
Since she ran out the screen door
 F7                   C/G
And swore they were through

(Pre Chorus)
    Dm                         F
Oh Lord, if you care, send a spirit down here
             Dm              F       C/G         C7
Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again

[Chorus]
 C7                   F                       C/G
But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow
                   G G7                   C/G    C7
When everybody in town points a finger at you
 C7                   F                             C/G
But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled
 C/G                   G G7                         C/G
They don't know you at all, but they think that they do

[Verse 2]
                  C/G
He didn't believe her
 C/G                     C7
He just knew she'd come home
 C7                     F     F7
But the nights kept a' crawlin'
F7                C/G
As he laid there alone

                     C/G
And he'd call up to heaven
C/G                     C7
And he'd hope and he'd pray
C7                    F   F7
But the line's always busy
F7              C/G
Since he went astray

[Pre Chorus]
    Dm                           F
Oh Lord, if you care, won't you answer his prayers
             Dm              F       C/G        C7
Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again

[Chours]
C7                    F                       C/G
But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow
C/G                G G7                   C/G    C7
When everybody in town points a finger at you
C7                     F                             C/G
But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled
C/G                    G G7                          C/G
They don't know you at all, but they think that they do

[Verse 3]
                      C/G
Now the bottles and bibles
 C/G             C7
Broke out in a fight
 C7                     F  F7
The whiskey fought hard, son
F7                         C/G
And took the victory that night

                    C/G
They found him a' layin'
 C/G               C7
Face down by the stairs
 C7                F  F7
Dressed up for a sermon
 F7           C/G
Nobody would hear

(Pre Chourus)
     Dm                         F
Oh Lord, if you care, send your angels down here
            Dm              F       C/G   C7
Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again

[Chorus]
C7                     F                       C/G
But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow
 C/G               G G7                    C/G C7
When everybody in town points a finger at you
C7                     F F7                           C/G
But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled
C/G                   G G7                          C/G
They don't know you at all, but they think that they do