Little More Honky-tonk

[Verse 1]

There's a preacher on the radio There's a sermon on my phone Everybody's got opinions On the way things oughta go

I was good till it got heavy I felt guilty till it hurt But that polystyrene halo you sold me Ain't shining through the layers of dirt

[Pre-Chorus]

I ain't looking (I ain't!) for redemption I ain't running (Runnin'!) from the truth But if heaven's got a house band playin' I'm fixin' to show 'em just what I can do, 'cause

[Chorus]

I need a little less Jesus (Jesus!) And a little more honky tonk (Honky tonk!) A little less fire and brimstone (Whoa!) A little more guitar (All night long!)

Let the cowbell do the preaching (Preaching!) Let the whiskey do the speakin' (Speakin'!) I'm just looking to get crunk as a skunk On a little less Jesus And a little more honky tonk

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]

Well, my mama says she's praying For the state of my poor soul (Ahhh) But the devil ain't the reason That I keep wildin' out of control

Now I ain't saying heaven's overrated And I ain't saying hell's a home But there ain't a single soul down here Who's tryin' to dance alone

[Bridge]

Maybe grace ain't in a building (Ooh) Maybe faith ain't about conviction (Mmm) Maybe the Lord's behind the bar tonight Pouring mercy without condition

(I need, I need, I need!)

[Chorus]

Give me a little less Jesus And a whole lot more honky tonk A little less righteous judgment A little more sing-along!

Let the echo pedal deliver (Whoa!) What the Sunday sermons don't If loving life is sinful Well, I guess I'm up the river, 'cause

[Chorus]

I need a little less Jesus (Jesus!) And a little more honky tonk (Honky tonk!) A little less fire and brimstone (Whoa!) A little more guitar (All night long!)

Let the cowbell do the preaching (Preaching!) Let the whiskey do the speakin' (Speakin'!) I'm just looking to get crunk as a skunk On a little less Jesus And a little more honky tonk

[Final Refrain]

I need a little less Jesus (Jesus!) And a little more honky tonk (Honky tonk!)

I'll see you all on Sunday! (Sunday!) If I make it home by dawn...

[Final Chorus]

Let the cowbell do the preaching (Preaching!) Let the whiskey do the speakin' (Speakin'!) I'm just looking to get crunk as a skunk On a little less Jesus And a little more honky tonk