Meet My Maker
Take it out to the end of the dirt rock road and I park my truck
Where the sun shows his face and the green grass glows while the world wakes up
When I'm a little lost and I need some savin, and God'll find his son in morning congregation, I'll
Swear to God I know where he's always waitin
I'm just sayin
When I'm way out here and my mind gets clear, I hear him whisper in the Georgia breeze
Where the trees stand tall and you feel so small, it's enough to make a man believe
I find my dirt road savior on these untouched acres
Ain't no church like nature, no
Yeah it's where I'm meetin' my maker
Mmm
Swear the pasture's my pastor, the pines and the crickets singin' hallelujah
Grab a pole, watch the slow river roll like the Holy Spirit flowin' through ya
Anytime that my faith is fadin', take a trip outta town to the Lord's creation
When I'm way out here and my mind gets clear, I hear him whisper in the Georgia breeze
Where the trees stand tall and you feel so small, it's enough to make a man believe
I find my dirt road savior on these untouched acres
Ain't no church like nature, no
Yeah that's where I meet my maker
Mmmm
And the woods on the water
It's like I'm standing at the alter
When I'm way out here and my mind gets clear, I hear him whisper in the Georgia breeze
Where the trees stand tall and you feel so small, it's enough to make a man believe
I find my dirt road savior on these untouched acres
Ain't no church like nature, no
Yeah that's where I meet my maker
Mmm
Yeah that's where I meet my maker
Heaven knows
Where the sun shows his face and the green grass glows while the world wakes up
When I'm a little lost and I need some savin, and God'll find his son in morning congregation, I'll
Swear to God I know where he's always waitin
I'm just sayin
When I'm way out here and my mind gets clear, I hear him whisper in the Georgia breeze
Where the trees stand tall and you feel so small, it's enough to make a man believe
I find my dirt road savior on these untouched acres
Ain't no church like nature, no
Yeah it's where I'm meetin' my maker
Mmm
Swear the pasture's my pastor, the pines and the crickets singin' hallelujah
Grab a pole, watch the slow river roll like the Holy Spirit flowin' through ya
Anytime that my faith is fadin', take a trip outta town to the Lord's creation
When I'm way out here and my mind gets clear, I hear him whisper in the Georgia breeze
Where the trees stand tall and you feel so small, it's enough to make a man believe
I find my dirt road savior on these untouched acres
Ain't no church like nature, no
Yeah that's where I meet my maker
Mmmm
And the woods on the water
It's like I'm standing at the alter
When I'm way out here and my mind gets clear, I hear him whisper in the Georgia breeze
Where the trees stand tall and you feel so small, it's enough to make a man believe
I find my dirt road savior on these untouched acres
Ain't no church like nature, no
Yeah that's where I meet my maker
Mmm
Yeah that's where I meet my maker
Heaven knows
Credits
Writer(s): Karen Kosowski, Emily Doty, Andy Albert, Andrew Jannakos
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