Honky-Tonk Jesus

Is there room in your heart for Honky-Tonk Jesus?
When our souls have grown cold, his love will unfreeze us.
So put down your beers and open your ears
Make a place in your life for Honky-Tonk Jesus.

You women who’ve wandered, you women who’ve strayed,
You guys who’ve ignored child support to be paid,
Put down your pork rinds and your bags of Cheez-Its
And read the Good Book about Honky-Tonk Jesus.

Sometimes he is found at a 7-11.
Tryin’ to teach folks how to get into heaven.
He wanders the aisles with a meaningful smile,
Preachin’ and teachin’ the whole dad-burned while.

Sometimes he’ll approach you inside of a bar
And buy you a drink though it seems bizarre
He drops a few hints, about eternal life
And tells you you ought to go home to your wife.

If you care to listen and perhaps shoot the breeze
He’ll say what you did for the leastest of these
You did it for me, and that’s the guy’s thesis
The carpenter’s son, known as Honky-Tonk Jesus.

You ask me why Jesus is a honky-tonk man:
In Chapter 18 of Luke, there’s a poor publican
And a snooty Pharisee, and I’m sure you’d agree
That the humbler the fellow, the better the man.

Is there room in your heart for Honky-Tonk Jesus?
When our souls have grown cold, his love will unfreeze us.
So put down your beers and open your ears
Make a place in your life for Honky-Tonk Jesus.

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