[Verse 1]

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

I know sin by his first name, I know salvation well

You can say I saw the light in the flickerin' flames of hell

[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 to go around

[Verse 2]

I don't call myself a prophet, I can't say that I'm a saint

But I've been down to the crossroads

I've seen things that most folks ain't

And I know the devil can't do much evil

If he's too damn drunk to stand

My angels got their hands full, I help the only way I can

[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 to go around

[Verse 3]

Whether it's a one room chaplain bar stool

Or a little white church house pew

I find the faith, I fight the way that Jesus wants me to

If you ain't got a good spot, all the wicked things I've done

If He'll save this back slidin' bastard

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

[Outro]

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