Lyrics Home Free – Dive Bar Saints

Midnight confessions
Whiskey therapy sessions
Buying drinks to buy some time
Beneath the stained glass neon lights

It’s a place to heal and a place to hurt
After a long week of hell it’s like Sunday church
You’ll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth
The jukebox choir singing in a corner booth
We’re here every weekend bring your burdens, bring your pain
Everybody’s welcome at the church of the dive bar saints
Yeah

Well the bartop’s been baptized
In spilled beer and cheap wine
Ooh, this congregation doesn’t judge
But they take your keys if you had too much
They got your back here
That’s why we keep coming back here

It’s a place to heal and a place to hurt
After a long week of hell it’s like Sunday church
You’ll hear dirty jokes and the gospel truth
The jukebox choir singing in a corner booth
We’re here every weekend bring your burdens, bring your pain
Everybody’s welcome at the church of the dive bar saints
Yeah the dive bar saints

Oh that marquee shines like a beacon of hope
Come find your second chance in that second-hand smoke

It’s a place to heal and a place to hurt
After a long week of hell it’s like Sunday church (hallelujah)