"Man's Best Friend" lyrics

"Man's Best Friend"

Well the best friend that a man can have is Jesus
And the worst one he can have is named Jim Beam
One of them just makes me as mean as a striped snake
And the other one has washed my spirit clean

And they can't coexist forever, I knew that from the start
One lives in my bloodstream, and the other's in my heart
And the one that's in my bloodstream keeps me in the shape I'm in
And the one that's in my heart has washed me clean of all my sin
All my sin, yeah

Well I ain't no stranger to a barstool
And I ain't no stranger to a pew
One of them has cost me a good chunk of my time
And the other one has made my spirit new

And they can't coexist forever, I knew that from the start
One lives in my bloodstream, and the other's in my heart
And the one that's in my bloodstream keeps me in the shape I'm in
And the one that's in my heart has washed me clean of all my sin
All my sin

They can't coexist forever, I knew that from the start
One lives in my bloodstream, and the other's in my heart
And the one that's in my bloodstream keeps me in the shape I'm in
And the one that's in my heart has washed me clean of all my sin
All my sin, yeah Lord


Writer(s): Isaac Gibson
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