In The Bible (feat. HARDY)
Paint your truck tread with some red dust
While you kick up the long way home
Share some bootleg with your best buds
Wear a bit of that bonfire smoke
If a back porch swing and twang in your words
And settin' that hook was a Good Book verse, I'd be doing alright
I'd know where I was going when I get to the other side, 'cause
Back roads and cold beer are my down-home prayer
Can't get no closer to the Man upstairs
The way out there where the river runs
Lord knows I'd be one hell of a disciple
If being country was in the Bible
Hallelujah, amen
Heaven blessed this life I live
Hallelujah, amen, amen
If John Deere Green was 3:16
And old barstools were back pew seats
These Friday nights would all just seem like Sunday mornin'
If them words in red were a little more read, this sinner'd be a saint instead
'Cause back roads and cold beer are my down-home prayer
Can't get no closer to the Man upstairs
The way out there where the river runs
Lord knows I'd be one hell of a disciple
If being country was in the Bible
Hallelujah, amen
Heaven blessed this life I live
Hallelujah, amen, amen
'Cause back roads and cold beer are my down-home prayer
We can't get no closer to God's grace, I swear
The way out there where the river runs
Lord knows I'd be one hell of a disciple
If being country was in the Bible
Hallelujah, amen
Heaven blessed this life I live
Hallelujah, amen, amen
While you kick up the long way home
Share some bootleg with your best buds
Wear a bit of that bonfire smoke
If a back porch swing and twang in your words
And settin' that hook was a Good Book verse, I'd be doing alright
I'd know where I was going when I get to the other side, 'cause
Back roads and cold beer are my down-home prayer
Can't get no closer to the Man upstairs
The way out there where the river runs
Lord knows I'd be one hell of a disciple
If being country was in the Bible
Hallelujah, amen
Heaven blessed this life I live
Hallelujah, amen, amen
If John Deere Green was 3:16
And old barstools were back pew seats
These Friday nights would all just seem like Sunday mornin'
If them words in red were a little more read, this sinner'd be a saint instead
'Cause back roads and cold beer are my down-home prayer
Can't get no closer to the Man upstairs
The way out there where the river runs
Lord knows I'd be one hell of a disciple
If being country was in the Bible
Hallelujah, amen
Heaven blessed this life I live
Hallelujah, amen, amen
'Cause back roads and cold beer are my down-home prayer
We can't get no closer to God's grace, I swear
The way out there where the river runs
Lord knows I'd be one hell of a disciple
If being country was in the Bible
Hallelujah, amen
Heaven blessed this life I live
Hallelujah, amen, amen
Credits
Writer(s): John Byron Calton, Jeff Garrison, Geoffrey Elliot Warburton, Ben Johnson, Jon Robert Hall
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