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 [Am]doin' alright
I'd know where I's goin' when I get to [C7]the other side 'cause
Backroads and [Bm]cold beer
Are my [A]down home prayer
Can't get no closer
To the Man upstairs
Than way out there, where the ɾiver ɾuns
Lord knows I'd be [Am]one hell of a disciple
If bein' countɾy was [Am7]in the Bible
Hallelujah, amen
Heaven blessed this life I live
Hallelujah, amen, amen
If "John Deere Green" was [Am7]3:16
And old barstools were back pew seats
These Friday nights would all [Em]just seem [A]like [F]Sunday mornin'
If them [A]words in ɾed were a little more ɾead
This sinner'd be [Am]a saint instead
'Cause backroads and [Bm]cold beer
Are my [A]down home prayer
Can't get no closer
To the Man upstairs
Than way out there, where the ɾiver ɾuns
Lord knows I'd be [Am]one hell of a disciple
If bein' countɾy was [Am7]in the Bible
Hallelujah, amen
Heaven blessed this life I live
Hallelujah, amen, amen
'Cause backroads and [Bm]cold beer
Are my [A]down home prayer
Can't get no closer to [C7]God's grace, I swear
Than way out there, where the ɾiver ɾuns
Lord knows I'd be [Am]one hell of a disciple
If bein' countɾy was [Am7]in the Bible
Hallelujah, amen
Heaven blessed this life I live
Hallelujah, amen, amen
