Corb Lund Follow

A two night stand in Tulsa pullin out an’ headed west
Freddie grabbed the Gideons from the hotel in the desk
An’ 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 role”
We hit the road a feelin’ cool as Crosby, Stills and Nash overflowin’ with the spirit an a bible on the dash

Well we pulled the whole thing over for the flashin reds and blues
The police come to the window and he said “Have you heard the news?”
He said “don’t get smart with me boy, why you doin 95?”
“my foot is heavy with redemption, I’m just blessed to be alive!”
He said “I oughtta pull you out a’ there an’ beat you black and blue”
I placed my hand upon the good book an’ said “what would Jesus do?”

Its better than insurance, registration or lyin
It’s better than these fake ID’s I have to keep buyin’
It’s even better than an envelope stuffed with cash
They always said it’d save me, that old bible on the da-ash

Well ‘round these parts that hair alone’ll make probable cause
If you’re movin through my county, you’ll obey my earthly laws
Well we did our best to quote some holy red chapter or verse
“what kinda music you boys makin?”
we said “Christian music sir!”
well he thought about, contemplated, twirled his cop moustache
“alright ya’lls be careful now, just don’t drive quite so fast”

It’s better than insurance, registration or lyin
It’s better than these fake ID’s I keep on buyin’
It’s even better than an envelope stuffed with cash
They always said it’d save me, that old bible on the da-ash
….

Well crossin 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, if he’d a had his single songs
Well he’s just about to ask us where’s the money guns and hash
Well I’s prayin it would save me, that ‘ol bible on the dash

His hand was on his pistol, his dog was on his leash
An that shepard he was a keeping a pretty close eye on the sheep

We got a list we’re gonna look at, see if we can’t find your names
We got parabolic laser beams hears everything you say
We got ultraviolet x-rays that can see right through your bus

“Yes sir well I hope the good lord keeps an eye on all of us, yup”

Its better than a green card, it’s better than lyin’
It’s better than these work visa’s I keep on buyin’
It’s better than an envelope stuffed with cash
Lord I’m at the border with a bible on the da-ash