God Loves A Drunk Lyrics - Singles - Richard Thompson

Will there be any bartenders up there in Heaven? 

Will the pubs never close, will the glass never drain 

No more D.T.'s and no shakes 

And no horrors 

Very next morning you feel right as rain 

O God loves a drunk, the lowest of men 

With the dogs in the street and the pigs in the pen 

But a drunk's only trying to get free of his body 

And soar like an eagle high up there in heaven 

His shouts and his curses are just hymns and praises 

To kick-start his mind now and then 

O God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen 

Does God really care for your life in the suburbs 

A dull little life of dull little things 

and bring up the babies to be just like Daddy 

And maybe you'll be there when He gives out wings 

But God loves a drunk, although he's a fool 

He wets in his pants and he falls off his stool 

He can't hear the insults and whispers go by him 

As he leans in the doorway and sings Sally Racket 

Can't feel the cold rain beat down on his body 

And soak through his clothes to the skin 

O God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen 

Will there be any pen-pushers up there in Heaven? 

Does clerking and wage-slaving win you God's love 

I pity you worms with your semis and pensions 

If you think that'll get you to the kingdom above 

But God loves a drunk, although he's a clown 

You can't help but laugh as he gags and falls down 

He don'T give a cuss for what people think of him 

He screams at his demons alone in the darkness 

He's staying alive for just one more pint bottle 

Won't you throw him few pennies, friend 

God loves a drunk, for ever and ever, amen 

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