Verse 1
I woke up to the smell of bacon
Through the curtains of the sun breakin’
Open them up to the sky being painted by God
I stood there and took a long look up
Where the man said the rain could come
But it sure looks like a good one by God
It sure looks like a good one
Chorus
But just a bunch of Monday to Friday working
Racing hill on Saturday and Sunday churchin’
Need the last thing in by quarter two
Cause kick of the toilet block
With just some back road drivin’ riverbanks sittin
Put swag, flyin, cold beer sippin’
That’s just life with your small town livin’
Doing alright with all we’ve been givin’ by God
Verse 2
Ride the shotgun here you get gate
Wearin cotton anywhere you owe thanks
And you can take that all the way to the local bank by God
I got some name here on little Tennessee
Got a dog that can track anything
And woman I swear was sent for me by God
Yes she was
Chorus
But just a bunch of Monday to Friday working
Racing hill on Saturday and Sunday churchin’
Need the last thing in by quarter two
Cause kick of the toilet block
With just some back road drivin’ riverbanks sittin
Put swag, flyin, cold beer sippin’
That’s just life with your small town livin’
Doing alright with all we’ve been givin’ by God
Yeaaah
Verse 3
Yeah I keep my King James in the king ranch
This downhead ’bout to count all my blessings
Cause mama told me the only way I was gonna get to heaven
Is by God, amen
Chorus
But just a bunch of Monday to Friday working
Racing hill on Saturday Sunday churchin’
We made the last thing in by quarter two
Cause kick of the toilet block
But just some back road drivin’ riverbanks sittin
Put swag, flyin, cold beer sippin’
That’s just life with your small town livin’
Doing alright with all we’ve been givin’ by God
Can’t I get amen
