Backsliders Wine

Michael Martin Murphy As the rain ruins my alibi I'm down to tellin' you my red-eyed mind It's not the sun bright path That called me from my home It's just that fine Backslider's wine CHORUS: My momma sings out in my memory Son, don't take that black eyed shine Fight for your rights But, son don't fight for right And do not drink Backslider's wine But I took myself for a kind and loving soul 'Til I found my face, face down on the bar room floor I was crying Jesus what have they done to me I cannot drink Backslider's wine no more CHORUS As the rain ruins my alibi I'm down to tellin' you my red-eyed mind It's not the sun bright path That called me from my home It's just that fine Backslider's wine