[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