D I write songs that feel good, I write songs that hurt I've been on the turn to honky tonk And a black baptist church, amen D I dont sin by his first name C I know salvation well D You can say I saw the light in C The flickerin flames of hell Chorus: D I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf Child let me help you save yourself C Good God almighty with glory bound G And there's plenty of redemption to go around D I dont call myself a prophet C Cant say that I'm a saint D But I've been down to the crossroad C G Seen things that most folks ain't D I know the devil can't do much evil C If he's too damn drunk to stand D My angels got they hands full C I help the only way I can Chorus D Whether it's a one room tavern bar stool Or a little white church house too I find the faith I fight the way C My Jesus wants me to D If you aint got a good spot On the wicked things I've done C If he'll save this backslidin bastard G 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 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 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC D G |