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Dear God
You're the reason why the sun sets in the sky
And rivers keep on runnin'
Dear God
Thank you for the stars
How music steals our hearts
And next door neighbors wave when we drive by
I pray
There's gas in my truck, and dust in my mirror
That every day my fridge is full of ice cold beer
Give me friends that I would fight for
And a girl that I would die for
Let us grow old on a front porch chair
Dear God
You're the reason why the sun sets in the sky
And rivers keep on runnin'
Dear God
Thank you for the stars
How music steals our hearts
And next door neighbors wave when we drive by
I pray
There's gas in my truck, and dust in my mirror
That every day my fridge is full of ice cold beer
Give me friends that I would fight for
And a girl that I would die for
Let us grow old on a front porch chair
That's a country boy's prayer
Thank You for the life I live
Thank You for the rain you send
Let the crops come in
Let the home team win
Amen
Thank You for this day
This food, my home, Your grace
And the kids growin' up like grass
With my last name
Yeah, I pray
There's gas in my truck, and dust in my mirror
That every day my fridge is full of ice cold beer
Give me friends that I would fight for
And a girl that I would die for
Let us grow old on a front porch chair
Thank You for the life I live
Thank You for the rain you send
Let the crops come in
Let the home team win
Amen
Thank You for this day
This food, my home, Your grace
And the kids growin' up like grass
With my last name
Yeah, I pray
There's gas in my truck, and dust in my mirror
That every day my fridge is full of ice cold beer
Give me friends that I would fight for
And a girl that I would die for
Let us grow old on a front porch chair
That's a country boy's prayer
Hey, yeah, woah-oh
Yeah, I pray
There's gas in my truck, and dust in my mirror
That every day my fridge is full of ice cold beer
Give me friends that I would fight for
And a girl that I would die for
Let us grow old on a front porch chair
That's a country boy's prayer
Thank You for the life I live
Thank You for the rain you send
Let the crops come in
Let the home team win
Amen
Amen
Amen
Hey, yeah, woah-oh
Yeah, I pray
There's gas in my truck, and dust in my mirror
That every day my fridge is full of ice cold beer
Give me friends that I would fight for
And a girl that I would die for
Let us grow old on a front porch chair
That's a country boy's prayer
Thank You for the life I live
Thank You for the rain you send
Let the crops come in
Let the home team win
Amen
Amen
Amen
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