My Saving Grace Daddys bourbon breath was strong as gasoline, An it seemed to fuel the rage he had inside. Hed come home just burnin, Mad an drunk an mean an raisin hell on a Saturday night. Mommad lock us up in her bedroom, Hed be lyin in the hallway on our way to Sunday school. They both, in their own way became my savin grace. Daddy passed out with his demons: Momma passed the offerin plate. An shed cry out to Heaven: Protect this son of mine While Daddy kept the devil off my back, By takin up his time. Momma said: Nobodys perfect, as we walked into Church, To ask the Good Lord to forgive him, again. I still recall that sermon, I hung on every word. Thats when I learned just exactly what a Father really meant. And the Angels and the people gathered round, I was standin in that water when that Preacher laid me down. They both, in their own way became my savin grace. Daddy passed out with his demons: Momma passed the offerin plate. An shed cry out to Heaven: Protect this son of mine, While Daddy kept the devil off my back, By takin up his time. An Daddy kept the devil off my back, By takin up his time.
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 04:59:24 +0000
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