Jason Isbell - St. Mary's lyrics

Well the church bell's ringing down at old St. Mary's The sign out front says "repent and receive." We still cut through the shadows and alleys Long time lovers and first time thieves So roll down the window and let your fingers Dance to the songs that the radio plays Like Wilson Pickett we were moving and shaking Little house of cards in a hurricane Let's drink to the salt water summer And the landlocked nights down at Slim's Where American girls drink Mexican beer And city boys sing small town hymns Well failure it runs through the veins of this city Fitting in means never fighting back We're all just dreamers chasing disasters Reaching for the skyline, falling through the cracks So let's drink to the salt water summer And the landlocked nights down at [Slim's]](10897370) Where American girls drink Mexican beer And city boys sing small town hymns You're just a two pack habit with a southern accent I'm a pearl snap poet with bad tattoos So take my hand cause things might get messy Sink or swim, what do you have to lose? So let's drink to the salt water summer And the landlocked nights down at Slim's Where American girls drink Mexican beer And city boys sing small town hymns Where American girls drink Mexican beer And city boys sing small town hymns