Bible On The Dash

(álbum: Cabin Fever - 2012)

A two night stand in Tulsa
Pulling out and headed west
Freddie grabbed the Gideons
From the hotel in the desk
And we said what's the matter, brother?
Are you worried about your soul?
He said better safe than sorry
Boys, that's just how I roll
We hit the road a'feeling cool
As Crosby, stills and Nash
Overflowing with the spirit
An a bible on the dash

We pulled the whole thing over
For the flashing reds and blues
Police came to the window
And said have you heard the news?
He said don't get smart with me boy
Why you doing ninety-five?
My foot is heavy with redemption
I'm just blessed to be alive
He said, I oughta pull you out of there
And beat you black and blue
I placed my hand upon the good book
And said, what would Jesus do?

It's better than insurance, registration or lying
It's better than these fake ID's I keep on buying
It's even better than an envelope stuffed with cash
Well, they always said it'd save me
That old bible on the dash

Round these parts that hair alone'll make probable cause
If you're moving through my county, you'll obey my earthly laws
Yes, we did our best to quote some holy rich chapter and verse
What kinda music you boys making, we said Christian music, sir
He contemplated, thought about it, twirled his cop mustache
Well, alright you boys be careful now, just don't drive quite so fast

It's better than insurance, registration or lying
It's better than these fake ID's I keep on buying
It's even better than an envelope stuffed with cash
Well, they always said it'd save me
That old bible on the dash

Crossing at the border a few months later we heard freeze
Pull in over there son, we gonna do some search and seize
Maybe if we'd been more famous he'd a'said just move along
If he'd a seen us on the TV or if we had hit single songs
He's just about to ask us where's the money, guns, and cash
Well, I was hoping it would save me, that old bible on the dash

Well, his hand was on his pistol, and his dog was on his leash
And that shepard he was keeping a pretty close eye on his sheep
We gotta list we're gonna look at, see if we can't find your names
And we got parabolic laser beams hears everything you say
We got ultraviolet x rays that can see right through your bus
I guess, well see if the good Lord's truly watching over us

It's better than a green card, it's better than lying
It's better than these work visa's I keep on buying
It's even better than an envelope stuffed with cash
Lord, I'm at the border with a bible on the dash