Dive Bar Saints

Midnight confessions
Whiskey therapy sessions
Buying drinks to buy some time
Beneath the stained glass neon lights
While the bartender listens
As long as you’re tippin'
It’s a place to heal and a place to hurt
After a long week of hell it’s like Sunday at church
You’ll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth
The jukebox choir singing in a corner booth
We’re here every weekend, bring your burdens, bring your pain
Everybody’s welcome at the church of the dive bar saints
Yeah
Well the bartop’s been baptized
In spilled beer and cheap wine
Oooh, this congregation doesn’t judge
But they take your keys if you’ve had too much
They got your back here
That’s why we keep coming back here
It’s a place to heal and a place to hurt
After a long week of hell it’s like Sunday at church
You’ll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth
The jukebox choir singing in the corner booth
We’re here every weekend, bring your burdens, bring your pain
Everybody’s welcome at the church of the dive bar saints
Yeah, the Dive Bar Saints
Oh that marquee shines like a beacon of hope
Come find your second chance in that second-hand smoke
It’s a place to heal and a place to hurt
After a long week of hell it’s like Sunday church (Hallelujah)
You’ll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth
The jukebox choir singing in the corner booth
We’re here every weekend, bring your burdens, bring your pain
Everybody’s welcome at the church, everybody’s welcome at the church
Yeah everybody’s welcome to the church of the dive bar saints
Yeah, the Dive Bar Saints
Everybody’s welcome at the church
Of the Dive Bar Saints