Mama put a Bible in my hands
And daddy put my hands in the dirt
I grew up in the heart of the heartland
With a vintage Johnny Cash on my shirt
I learned the truth from Grandad’s vinyl
And a preacher down on river road
If you care to anything about me
I’ll tell you everything you to know
hands friends in low places
blue letter pages
row pew Ford
old George
washed in the mud on the tires
night lights Sunday choir
up to heaven, down in Kentucky
God country
been will be my true north
feels like the south
It is well with my soul
Where the green grows
some hometown ground
hands high friends in low places
blue letter pages
row pew ford
old George
grace given free a earned dollar
Child of the a coal miner’s daughter
up to Heaven, down in Kentucky
I got a down here a better waitin’ up above me
God country
God country
God country
