Country Boy And A Preacher
A country boy I'll always be
Living life crazy and free
Son of a preacher man
Grew up in the worship band
Sunday morning and Sunday night
Wednesday evening and Friday youth night
I had my struggles I had my falls
Took me a while to obey the call
To be a country boy and a preacher
Still be me but let Jesus be my teacher
To spread my wings and fly like a bird
Across this county and spread his word
A country boy I was born you'll see
But a preacher is what I'm called to be
Is what I'm called to be, yeah
When Jesus hit me, He hit me hard
I knew I had to surrender all
All my struggles and all my pain
I knew I had a lot to gain
To be a country boy and a preacher
Still be me but let Jesus be my teacher
To spread my wings and fly like a bird
Across this county and spread his word
A country boy I was born you'll see
But a preacher, is what I'm called to be
Is what I'm called to be, yeah
Country boy and a preacher
Still be me but let Jesus be my teacher
Spread my wings and fly like a bird
Across this county and spread his word
A country boy I was born you'll see
But a preacher
A country boy I was born you'll see
But a preacher is what I'm called to be
Is what I'm called to be, yeah
A country boy I was born you'll see
But a preacher is what I'm called to be
Is what I'm called to be, yeah
Living life crazy and free
Son of a preacher man
Grew up in the worship band
Sunday morning and Sunday night
Wednesday evening and Friday youth night
I had my struggles I had my falls
Took me a while to obey the call
To be a country boy and a preacher
Still be me but let Jesus be my teacher
To spread my wings and fly like a bird
Across this county and spread his word
A country boy I was born you'll see
But a preacher is what I'm called to be
Is what I'm called to be, yeah
When Jesus hit me, He hit me hard
I knew I had to surrender all
All my struggles and all my pain
I knew I had a lot to gain
To be a country boy and a preacher
Still be me but let Jesus be my teacher
To spread my wings and fly like a bird
Across this county and spread his word
A country boy I was born you'll see
But a preacher, is what I'm called to be
Is what I'm called to be, yeah
Country boy and a preacher
Still be me but let Jesus be my teacher
Spread my wings and fly like a bird
Across this county and spread his word
A country boy I was born you'll see
But a preacher
A country boy I was born you'll see
But a preacher is what I'm called to be
Is what I'm called to be, yeah
A country boy I was born you'll see
But a preacher is what I'm called to be
Is what I'm called to be, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Jon Randall
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