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