Jesus And Jack Daniels - Justin Moore

Mama put brother on a prayer list

When he got caught smoking that pot

Daddy found out, first thing he could grab

And he whipped with a Zebco rod

When we messed up she’d fill us up

With the scripture and a Baptist hymn

And she’d pray we’d be a little more like her

And a whole lot less like him

Mama loved Jesus

Daddy loved Jack Daniels

She was red letter heaven

He was old number seven

Between the two of 'em

Weren’t nothin' they couldn’t handle

Mama loved Jesus

Daddy loved Jack Daniels

He hated how she never had no fun

She hated how he had too much

I got a little bit from both of them

A little Bible and a little buzz

I wound up turnin' out

Smackdab in between

His taste for Lynchburg

And her grace from John 3:16

Mama loved Jesus

Daddy loved Jack Daniels

She was red letter heaven

He was old number seven

Between the two of 'em

Weren’t nothin' they couldn’t handle

Mama loved Jesus

Daddy loved Jack Daniels

I’m a little hell yeah

I’m a little hallelujah

If there’s a stool or a pew

I might sit down next to ya

Mama loved Jesus

Daddy loved Jack Daniels

She was red letter heaven

He was old number seven

Between the two of 'em

Weren’t nothin' they couldn’t handle

Mama loved Jesus

Daddy loved Jack Daniels