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've 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've 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
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've 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
