paroles de chanson Bootlegger's Bible - Mary Kutter

In the beginning, never thought that it would end
That money flowed like the Ohio, and it kept on rolling in
His world came crashing like the stocks in '29
That great depression that he fell in broke his heart so bad he died
The higher you are, the farther you fall (He -)

Now, he's just a name on a grave, here lies a sinner and a saint
He was baptized by the bottle of his homemade whiskey gospel
Mixing spirits with the truth, what you sow catches up with you
If his story had a title, it'd probably be the Bootlegger's Bible

Hard to live right when it's hard to get by
God don't judge what he did to survive
He was clear that this town couldn't take him down
Lord knows a few people tried
Thought the well would've never run dry, but everybody's got their time

Now he's just a name on a grave, here lies a sinner and a saint
He was baptized by the bottle of his homemade whiskey gospel
Mixing spirits with the truth, what you sow catches up with you
If his story had a title, it'd probably be the Bootlegger's Bible
Boot, Bootlegger's Bible
Boot, Boot, the Bootlegger's Bible

And now, he's just a name on a grave, here lies a sinner and a saint
Only proof for that disciple, and his whiskey tainted gospel
It's that church in Kentucky, that he built with devil's money
If his story had a title, it'd probably be the Bootlegger's Bible
Boot, Bootlegger's Bible
Boot, Boot, the Bootlegger's Bible