Em     G          C       G
Gather round this table, boys
Em         G           C       G
Bring your shame, I'll lose my voice
Em               G              C         G
Screaming at the gods 'bout the bad we've done
      Em        G             C            G
Merle said Mama tried but the prison still won

Em         G            C       G
Your transgressions are mine as well
      Em          G             C        G
Anger grows in my bones if you could not tell
    Em        G          C     G
But I'll find comfort in company
Em      G           C        G
Lord forgive us, my boys and me

[Chorus]
                Em  G       C      G
We're having an all night revival
Em                         G                 C      G
Someone call the women and someone steal the bible
        Em      G     C      G
For the sake of my survival
Em              G                      C              G
Baptize me in a bottle of Beam and put Johnny on the vinyl

[Interlude]
Em G C G x2

[Verse 2]
          Em        G             C        G
Well, the devil can scrap but the lord has won
         Em       G         C      G
And I'll talk to him on the rising sun
  Em    G        C        G
His son rose and mine did too
      Em      G               C           G
I was coming down but now I'm talking to you

[Chorus]
                Em  G       C      G
We're having an all night revival
Em                         G                 C      G
Someone call the women and someone steal the bible
        Em      G     C      G
For the sake of my survival
Em              G                      C              G
Baptize me in a bottle of Beam and put Johnny on the vinyl

[Interlude]
Em G C G x2

[Chorus] (single strums)
                Em  G       C      G
We're having an all night revival
Em                         G                 C      G
Someone call the women and someone steal the bible
        Em      G     C      G
For the sake of my survival
Em              G                      C              G
Baptize me in a bottle of Beam and put Johnny on the vinyl

[Interlude]
Em G C G x2

[Verse 3]
Em     G          C       G
Gather round this table, boys
Em         G           C       G
Bring your shame, I'll lose my voice
Em               G              C         G
Screaming at the gods 'bout the bad we've done
      Em        G             C            G
Merle said Mama tried but the prison still won