Preacher Stone Livin' Proof
Tonight I'm drinkin' to the past,
And all the coins that we've cast into the wishin' well.
If I could do it all again,
I'd still throw caution to the wind,
Just to have the stories to tell.
Old Friend of mine,
We get better with time.
God as my witness, that's the truth.
Like the whiskey in my glass,
Seasoned by the years that pass.
Here's to me, Here's to you...
We're the Livin' Proof
There just aint no way,
I should still be here today.
Guess God is watchin' over fools.
It's been a long, windin' road,
And I've paid the dues and debts I owed,
But I wouldn't have made it without you...
Old Friend of mine,
You get better with time.
God as my witness, that's the truth.
Like the whiskey in my glass,
Seasoned by the years that pass.
Here's to me, Here's to you...
We're the Livin' Proof
