Alabama 3 - The Old Purple Tin chords


C I lived with my momma 'til I was sixteen
F COld time religion, the sweetest of dreams
AmAnd now that I'm aging my conscience is dimmed
G F CIn my left hand the Bible, in my right hand an old purple tin
C I went to the doctor 'cause I was unwell
F CHe said 'My boy, you all shot to hell.
AmI'm gon' write you a prescription for some pure heroin'
G F CBut I traded that succour for a six pack of that old purple tin
CHORUS
CThe old purple tin, the old purple tin
F CSweet testament Lord to the state that I'm in
AmI've drunk it all day and I've drunk it all night
G F CThe old purple tin, Oh Lord, lights up my life
C I am in prison, the light never shines
F CI can't see my Bible so dark is the night
AmI'm waiting for letters that never get sent
G F CAll my brothers and sisters on the corner with that old purple tin
CHORUS
CThe old purple tin, the old purple tin
F CSweet testament Lord (sweet nine percent Lord) to the state that I'm in
AmI've drunk it all day and I've drunk it all night
G F CThe old purple tin, Oh Lord, lights up my life
G F CThe old purple tin, Oh Lord, lights up my life
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