Bardstown, Kentucky
In the middle of the 20’s
Somewhere between heaven and hell

Great Granddaddy was a deacon
But he struggled breaking even
Till he started running bottles out the Bible belt

Some called him a sinner
Only knew him for his sins
Some called him a saint
Because they knew where that cash went

They say you can’t buy salvation
That ain’t how it works
But if you asked that congregation
Sunday morning in that brand new church, they’d say

“Bless the man with the still in the holler
Turning corn into shine and shine into dollars”
Unholy water flowing like milk and honey
Built that Lord’s House with the devil’s money

That whiskey in the cellar
Set him up like Rockefeller
You can judge him but he did some good

Using outlaw cash
For pews and stained glass
Like a righteous redneck robinhood

They say you can’t buy salvation
That ain’t how it works
But if you asked that congregation
Sunday morning in that brand new church, they’d say

“Bless the man with the still in the holler
Turning corn into shine and shine into dollars”
Unholy water flowing like milk and honey
Built that Lord’s House with the devil’s money

Did he let his little light shine
Or let a little shine light the way
Is he walking on streets of gold
Or was there hell to pay

They say you can’t buy salvation
That ain’t how it works
But if you asked that congregation
Sunday morning in that brand new church, they’d say

“Bless the man with the still in the holler
Turning corn into shine and shine into dollars”
Unholy water flowing like milk and honey
Built that Lord’s House with the devil’s money