I know Him and grandpa talk about the good old days
Drinking sweet tea out of Mason jars on some old gold tailgate

Bet they´re hanging ´round a town, looks a whole lot like mine
If He made us in His image, then you can´t change my mind

´Cause he put largemouths in the water
He put whitetails in the field
Gave us red dirt for the roads
And greener grass up on the hill
Yeah, I know Heaven´s up there
But I got a piece down here
So, take a look around and try to tell me
God isn´t country

Ooh

I sit up in a Georgie pine, sunset soaking in
Thinking if He had to come up with us, he´da hung with all my friends
Now this life that He gave me is as good as a Sunday hymn
And I wouldn´t be a good old boy, if it weren´t for him

´Cause he put largemouths in the water
He put whitetails in the field
Gave us red dirt for the roads
And greener grass up on the hill
Yeah, I know Heaven´s up there
But I got a piece down here
So, take a look around and try to tell me
God isn´t country

Yeah, take a look around
Ooh

I hate to leave, but I´m good to go
And meet the Man upstairs
´Cause if I was a betting man, there´s a little down here up there

´Cause he put largemouths in the water
He put whitetails in the field
Gave us red dirt for the roads
And greener grass up on the hill
Yeah, I know Heaven´s up there
But I got a piece down here
So, take a look around and try to tell me
God isn´t country

No, you can´t tell me
No, you can´t tell me
That God isn´t country
You can´t tell me
That God isn´t country