The Buffalo Skinners - Whiskey in my Bootstrap Lyrics

I got a bottle, I got a story to tell
I got a good friend in Jesus, but the devil knows me too well
I got a reason, I got a sweet August love
I got no hope for redemption in the eyes of The Lord above

Oh Jesus, JESUS! You done me good
I done sold my soul for rhythm, so your scorn is understood
Oh Jesus, JESUS! Don't leave me now
I got whiskey in my bootstrap and I'm ninety miles from town

Down by the crossroads, down by the river so swift
Down by old Montgomery station where the Lord gave me a lift
But I refused him, I took the shortcut instead
Down the path of Robert Johnson, down the back roads with the dead

Oh Jesus, JESUS! You done me good
I done sold my soul for rhythm, so your scorn is understood
Oh Jesus, JESUS! Don't leave me now
I got whiskey in my bootstrap and I'm ninety miles from town

Lord if you save me, I'll give up drinkin' tomorrow
Give up all my sins and vices, give up gambling give up sorrow
And if you leave me, I'll dig my grave in Tennessee
Dig it wide enough for my guitar
Dig it deep enough for me

Oh Jesus, JESUS! You done me good
I done sold my soul for rhythm, so your scorn is understood
Oh Jesus, JESUS! Don't leave me now
I got whiskey in my bootstrap and I'm ninety miles from town

I got whiskey in my bootstrap and I'm ninety miles from town

I got whiskey in my bootstrap and I'm ninety miles from town