no doubt the prayers of my mother have taken me a ways down the line and i d swear the life of my sister well she s brighter than the sun when she shines and i have been baptized in water i have been baptized in fire and i ve knelt with both hands on the altar and i ve even sang in the choir there ve been forks in the road when i ve had to choose i pray he ll forgive me for singing the backslider blues chorus yeah the backslider blues ain t a hard song to sing you know right from wrong you just don t do a thing stand there alone feeling battered and bruised singing the backslider blues from the stained glass light of the chapel to the neon haze of the bars from the wine of holy communion to the liqour that s left me the scars from the bible that sets on my dresser to her clothes strung all across the floor from the prayers from my friends when they need me to the times that i ve ran out the door i ve been taken by surprise by some women in rouge i pray he ll forgive me for singing the backslider blues i hope that we can all make it to the place where true freedom rings and i pray that they have us some guitars so we can walk through the red buds and sing never know when you re out on life s highway gabriel might pull up to you say child climb in and ride shotgun and we ll see what this big rig can do there ll be nothing more to say and nothing left to lose he ll have forgotten when we sang the backslider blues chorus singing the backslider blues i m just singing the backslider blues
['outlaw country', 'red dirt', 'roots americana', 'texas country']