Holy Water

Somewhere inside them bad Florida pines
 There's a town with a crackled on name
 There's a little white church in a real tight curve
 On the edge of a field full of grain
 Yeah, the preacher was a stand you man shakin' hands
 Every Sunday morning at the door
 He loved his congregation but he ran an operation
 Sellin' more than the word of the Lord
 And he called it holy water
 He called it holy water, yeah
 He bought a brand-new Lincoln
 Had a couple deacons thinkin'
 It was more than he could afford
 They knew somethin' was up when he was shuttin' his trunk
 At the church around one in the morning
 When he was out of sight they snuck around inside
 And found a door leading under the ground
 They popped a lock on the latch
 Walked down and flashed their lights and guess what they found
 A cellar full of water
 No one knows where it comes from, buddy
 But you can find it anywhere from 'Bama to Kentucky
 Got the whole damn southeast side of the country
 Lining up to pay top dollar
 Jar tops twist when the sun starts settin'
 It burns like hell, get you high like heaven, and Lord
 Have mercy if they knew where they were gettin' that holy water
 Well, the deacons pulled up to his house in truck
 With the proof all crystal clear
 He tried to play it off but he knew he was caught
 So he said, "Brothers listen here
 You can call the law or you can keep a secret
 I'll cut you in and we can call it even"
 Next Sunday morning 'round ten o'clock
 There was two more Lincolns in the parking lot
 
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 No one knows where it comes from, buddy
 But you can find it anywhere from 'Bama to Kentucky
 Got the whole damn southeast side of the country
 Lining up to pay top dollar
 Jar tops twist when the sun starts settin'
 It burns like hell, get you high like heaven, and Lord
 Have mercy if they knew where they were gettin' that holy water
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 Now there's new stained glass, new pews front to back
 Nobody even asked no questions
 And a sign out front with some letters readin'
 John chapter two, verse one