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Driving through the Poconos it was
January and I nearly froze and, oh I was
looking for a place to sleep. I saw a
lodge and thought that'll do and it did
Gideon and me
Gideon and me
Gideon and me
and Jim Beam...
Had a kid and a beautiful life, was a
so-called suburban wife. All I've
got now is an old battered Bible
and a Buick I got for a grand
Gideon and me
Gideon and me
Gideon and me
and Jim Beam...
oh, it ain't, Jesus, but Jack
who's a-riding on my back...
The bed was crawling so I opened the door
and threw myself in the cold, cold snow...
I slipped outta my DT sheets, you know that
lousy room wasn't all that clean and when I'm
I'm alone and feeling mean
God forgive, I get drunk and drive
Gideon and me
Gideon and me
Gideon and me
and Jim Beam make three