Drinking with the Pastor

In a small town on a Friday night, Neon lights and stars shining bright, Found myself at Joe’s bar, feeling low, Just thinking 'bout the way life tends to go. Pastor walked in, took a seat right next to me, Ordered two cold beers, said, "Son, let it be," We talked 'bout life, and love, and grace, In that simple bar, I found a sacred place. Chorus Sharing a drink with my pastor, talking 'bout the past, How the good Lord's love is the kind that always lasts, From heartaches to blessings, and the road that’s been rough, In the glow of the neon, we talked about trust. Verse 2 He said, “Son, I’ve seen my share of pain, Walked through storms and stood in the rain, But every sunrise brings a brand-new day, And God's love will never fade away.” We laughed 'bout old times, cried 'bout the new, How faith can heal and dreams come true, In the clinking of glasses, a lesson learned, In that moment, my heart began to turn. Chorus Sharing a drink with my pastor, talking 'bout the past, How the good Lord's love is the kind that always lasts, From heartaches to blessings, and the road that’s been rough, In the glow of the neon, we talked about trust. Bridge As the night wore on, the stories grew deep, He said, “Son, it’s okay, sometimes we all weep, But the road to redemption is paved with faith, And every step you take is filled with grace.” Chorus Sharing a drink with my pastor, talking 'bout the past, How the good Lord's love is the kind that always lasts, From heartaches to blessings, and the road that’s been rough, In the glow of the neon, we talked about trust. Outro So here's to the nights when we find our way, In the company of those who help us pray, With a cold beer in hand and a heart that's true, Sharing a drink with my pastor, I found something new.