Alabama 3 - The Old Purple Tin (9% Of Pure Heaven)

I lived with my momma
'Til I was sixteen
Old time religion
The sweetest of dreams
And now that I'm aging
And conscience is dim
In my left hand the Bible
In my right an old purple tin

I went to the doctors
'Cause I was unwell
He said "My Boy
You are shot to hell
I'm gonna write you a prescription
For some pure heroin"
But I traded that sucker
For a 6 pack of that old purple tin

The old purple tin
The old purple tin
Sweet testament Lord
To the state that I'm in
I've drunk it all day
I have drunk it all night
The old purple tin
Oh Lord, lights up my life

I am in prison
The light never shines
I can't see my Bible
So dark is the night
I'm waiting for letters
That never get sent
All my brothers and sisters
On the corner with that old purple tin

The old purple tin
The old purple tin
Sing it now
Sweet testament Lord
Sweet 9% Lord
To the state that I'm in
I have drunk it all day
I have drunk it all night
The old purple tin
Oh Lord, lights up my life
It lights up my life

It lights up my life
Lights up my life

Good night Larry