She's been sober for almost a decade
But she still has that taste on her tongue
To remind her of all that it cost her
And the seasons she spent on the run
Her Dad was an old Baptist preacher
Who she hadn't heard from in years
But she carries his worn leather bible
That's stained with her whiskey and tears
She remembers the day she surrendered her heart
But she's just not quite sure of the year
So she clings to that leather bound bible
And she wonders if God is still near
She brings it when she goes to meetings
Tells her story to those who are there
But when she's alone at the end of the night
She fights off a wave of despair
She remembers the day she surrendered her heart
But she's just not quite sure of the year
So she clings to that leather bound bible
And she wonders if God is still near
Now her new day begins with a scripture
And it's usually John 3:16
She counts yesterday as a victory
But today still remains to be seen
She remembers the day she surrendered her heart
But she's just not quite sure of the year
So she clings to that leather bound bible
And believes now that God is still near
O she clings to that leather bound bible
And she knows now God's always been here