Lyrics

VERSE:
I grew up in the Southern Baptist church
Every day my Daddy went to work
Spent Saturday nights with a bottle of bourbon
Sundays he never missed a sermon

I was there the day he lost his job
I watched him drink and talk to God
Then he sat me down and looked me in the eye
And said "son, everything's gonna be alright"

CHORUS:
I'm gonna get past that
It won't take too long; time will go by fast
And I'll put you in the past
With a lot of King James and glass of Jack

VERSE 2:
You slammed the door as you left the house
It ain't lookin' like we're workin' out
There go your taillights down the drive
I'll be spending some (long?) lonely nights

But in the end I'm gonna be OK
'Cause I know how to wash this pain away
I'll do just what my Daddy did
And get your angry words out of my head

BRIDGE:
I ain't sayin' what I'm doing is right
But it sure helps me get me by