Daddy was a drinking man, yeah he sang his blues
Through alcohol and anger, that was all that he knew
Never met a bottle that he couldn't get through
Always had a reason for what he couldn't do
And Momma sang to Jesus, prayed long and hard
While Daddy drank his whiskey at the bottom of the yard
But Jesus never answered, he never took a look
So she could only go by what was written in the book
Union is forever, love honour and obey
Words that looked like comfort in the safety of the day
But they took a different meaning in the absence of the light
When he rolled in drunk and angry in the middle of the night
And still she sang to Jesus while he whittled at her soul
Making her the reason he was crawling down that hole
But Jesus never answered, he never lent a hand
While every day she sank a little deeper in the sand
My brother, he's a thinker, got a job and moved away
You never see him out here in the weatherboard these days
My sister, she's a feeler, the anger cut her deep
She lives chasing nothing walking upright and asleep
I ain't got no Jesus, where I can run and hide
When the Preacher buried Momma, I called him for a lie
Me, I've got my anger, I sing it through my blues
And when I'm finished singing it's the bottle that I choose