Текст песни: Jesus Would’ve Let Me Pick the Restaurant + перевод

Spent a lot of time in that basement

Six months to get me along

You were cornered there with Jesus

And I was thinkin' about a song

That hinted at a breath

For one to catch the fruits of earth

The stones on which you step

Not to determine what you’re worth

So I’m gonna go blue belle

I’m gonna go my way

I don’t believe in hell

So I’m gonna hit the highway

Yeah, I started thinkin' Texas

I heard boys are different there

Then I started to get restless

And I would not cut my hair

You with your false prophet

Preachin' everything from fear

Honey, I don’t want that holy man

Who led you here

So I’m gonna go blue belle

I’m gonna go my way

I don’t believe in hell

So I’m gonna hit the highway

Jesus would’ve let me pick the restaurant

Jesus would’ve let me pick the restaurant

I know over time you’ll start

To see where I fit in

That I too had a table

With some room for you to sit

And Freebird’s guitar solo

Will come on and make you laugh

True hearts will flush red

But it’ll take some time for that

So I’m gonna go blue belle

I’m gonna go my way

I don’t believe in hell

So I’m gonna hit the highway

Jesus would’ve let me pick the restaurant

Jesus would’ve let me pick the restaurant

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