Shooter Jennings - Manifesto No. 4 lyrics

It's a high, lonesome summertime, A life of tribulation, but I'll be fine. There's one thing, Jesus, if you don't mind: Turn my water to wine. Oh, turn my water to wine, The fountain of love's like turpentine. Just one thing Jesus and I'll be fine: Turn my water to wine. There's thunder in my belly, And lightening in my mind, A liquor in the barrel, but the barrel run dry. There's a woman in the park, Makin' love to the dark. Funny how a house can burn with just one spark. Just one spark, just one spark. And it's a high, lonesome summertime, A life of tribulation, but I'll be fine. There's one thing, Jesus, if you don't mind: Turn my water to wine. Turn my water to wine, The fountain of love's like turpentine. Just one thing Jesus and I'll be fine: Turn my water to wine. One note rings, From national strings. Funny what comfort a melody brings. My pockets is shy, My throat is dry. So damn low, I wanna be high. I wanna be high, I wanna be high. I wanna be high, I wanna be high. And it's a high, lonesome summertime, A life of tribulation, but I'll be fine. There's one thing, Jesus, if you don't mind: Turn my water to wine. Turn my water to wine, The fountain of love's like turpentine. Just one thing Jesus if you don't mind: Turn my water to wine. Turn my water to wine. Turn my water to wine.