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