Michael Martin Murphy



As the rain ruins my alibi

I'm down to tellin' you my red-eyed mind

It's not the sun bright path

That called me from my home

It's just that fine Backslider's wine



CHORUS:

My momma sings out in my memory

Son, don't take that black eyed shine

Fight for your rights

But, son don't fight for right

And do not drink Backslider's wine



But I took myself for a kind and loving soul

'Til I found my face, face down on the bar room floor

I was crying Jesus what have they done to me

I cannot drink Backslider's wine no more



CHORUS



As the rain ruins my alibi

I'm down to tellin' you my red-eyed mind

It's not the sun bright path

That called me from my home

It's just that fine Backslider's wine