Up
Early in the mornin´ wakin´ that sun
Up
Fillin´ that coffee, crankin´ that tractor
Up

Prayin´ it rains down on the devil´s dust
Them rows come poppin´

Up
In the sky, there´s a guy
Lookin´ down on us
Lookin´ up
Our whole life, raised up right
In a town nobody knows
What a way to grow

Up
Rollin´ ´round town in a hand me down old pickup
Pullin´ in the driveway pickin´ that pretty thang
Up
Just layin´ low where heaven and a dirt road touch
Holdin´ a cold one

Up
In the sky, there´s a guy
Lookin´ down on us
Lookin´ up
Our whole life, raised up right
In a town nobody knows
What a way to grow
Up

Up
On a Sunday pond bank tearin´ that crank bait
Up
Livin´ for a Friday, runnin´ that scoreboard
Up
Keepin´ that faith, waitin´ on the day He calls us

Up
In the sky, there´s a guy
Lookin´ down on us
Lookin´ up
Our whole life, raised up right
In a town nobody knows
What a way to grow
Up