If I could have a beer with Jesus
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Heaven knows I’d sip it nice and slow
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I’d try to pick a place that ain’t too crowded
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Or gladly go wherever he wants to go
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You can bet I’d order up a couple tall ones
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Tell the waitress put ‘em on my tab
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I’d be sure to let him do the talkin’
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Careful when I got the chance to ask
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How’d you turn the other cheek
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To save a sorry soul like me
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Do you hear the prayers I send
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What happens when life ends
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And when you think you’re comin’ back again
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I’d tell everyone, but no one would believe it
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If I could have a beer with Jesus
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If I could have a beer with Jesus
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I’d put my whole paycheck in that jukebox
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Fill it up with nothing but the good stuff
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Sit somewhere we couldn’t see a clock
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Ask him how’d you turn the other cheek
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To save a sorry soul like me
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Have you been there from the start
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How’d you change a sinner’s heart
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And is heaven really just beyond the stars
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I’d tell everyone, but no one would believe it
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If I could have a beer with Jesus
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He can probably only stay, for just a couple rounds
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But I hope and pray he’s stayin’ till we shut the whole place down
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Ask him how’d you turn the other cheek
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To save a sorry soul like me
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What’s on the other side?
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Is mom and daddy alright?
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And if it ain’t no trouble tell them I said hi
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I’d tell everyone but no one would believe it
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If I could have a beer with Jesus
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I’d tell everyone but no one would believe it
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If I could have a beer with Jesus
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Beer With Jesus
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| Thomas Rhett |
