Jim 3:16 by Jim White vs. The Packway Handle Band Lyrics

Take me down
Take me down
To the bright lights and sounds
Where the jukebox plays songs that I know

Set me free
Let me be
One more face in this crowd
Of lost souls who don't care were they go

On the road from San Anton
To New Orleans
There's a thousand little bars along the way
Half my life I live in fear
I'd burn in hell
But now it's clear
That a bar is just a church where they serve beer
Yes a bar is just a church where they serve beer

Bartender
Bartender
Won't you pour me a smile
Cause this job will reinvent all your thinking
Between the demons I've fought
And all the crap that I've been taught
Hell it's no wonder
I'm sitting right here drinking

Just how blind have I been
How saved might I be
If I died some slow death
Of sobriety

At the end of the day
It ain't no sin being here
Because a bar is just a church
Where they serve beer
Yeah a bar is just a church
Where they serve beer

Now see the priest
He got real mad at me
Singing this song
Will land you straight in hell

And I guess old sleepy
He meant well
But from his tone I could tell
Sleepy's Heaven ain't no place for me
See this bar stool's my pew
This pretzel's my communion
Cause when you get down to basics
We're all basically human

So lift your mugs in the air
And with a cheer join my prayer
When I say a bar is just a church
A bar is just a church
A bar is just a church
Were they serve beer