| If I could have a beer with Jesus | 
| Heaven knows I’d sip it nice and slow | 
| I’d try to pick a place that ain’t too crowded | 
| Or gladly go wherever he wants to go | 
| You can bet I’d order up a couple tall ones | 
| And tell the waitress to put 'em on my tab | 
| Yeah, I’d be sure to let him do the talkin' | 
| Careful when I got the chance to ask | 
| Tell me, how’d you turn the other cheek | 
| To save a sorry soul like me? | 
| Do you hear the prayers I send? | 
| And what happens when life ends? | 
| And when you think you’re comin' back again? | 
| Yeah, I’d tell everyone, but no one would believe it | 
| If I could have a beer with Jesus | 
| If I could have a beer with Jesus | 
| Yeah, I’d put my whole paycheck in that jukebox | 
| And I’d fill it up with nothing but the good stuff | 
| And sit somewhere and we couldn’t see a clock | 
| And ask him, how’d you turn the other cheek | 
| To save a sorry soul like me? | 
| Have you been there from the start? | 
| How’d you change a sinner’s heart? | 
| And is Heaven really just beyond the stars? | 
| Yeah, I’d tell everyone, but no one would believe it | 
| If I could have a beer with Jesus | 
| Now he can probably only stay, for just a couple rounds | 
| But I hope and pray he’s stayin' till we shut the whole place down | 
| Ask him, how’d you turn the other cheek | 
| To save a sorry soul like me? | 
| What’s on the other side? | 
| Is Mom and Daddy alright? | 
| And if it ain’t no trouble, tell them I said hi | 
| Yeah, I’d tell everyone, but no one would believe it | 
| If I could have a beer with Jesus | 
| Yeah, I’d tell everyone but no one would believe it | 
| If I could have a beer with Jesus |