I hit the road, she hit her knees I was worried 'bout a dream, she was worried 'bout me I had a bone dry bottle She had a worn out bible I was in a band, she was in the choir She saw the light, and I saw the fire She was more tent revival and I was more chasing my jukebox idols
By now I oughta be six feet Between the wide ass open and the whiskey Every road, every bridge I've burned down No thanks to me it turns out You can't out run a mama's amen Even when you're out here runnin' with the devil, I swear Yeah, I'm livin' proof that you can't kill a prayer Can't kill a prayer
Yeah, I was hard headed, stubborn as can be Thank God she was more stubborn than me Bowin' her head every night with me on her mind Had to have Heaven workin' overtime, 'cause
By now I oughta be six feet Between the wide ass open and the whiskey Every road, every bridge I've burned down No thanks to me it turns out You can't out run a mama's amen Even when you're out here runnin' with the devil, I swear Yeah, I'm livin' proof that you can't kill a prayer You can't kill a prayer
Yeah, she's late night back porch light on red word readin' Faith keepin', talking to Jesus Reason I'm even breathin'
By now I oughta be six feet Backwoods front page, small town history Every road, every bridge I've burned down No thanks to me it turns out You can't out run a mama's amen Even when you're out here runnin' with the devil, I swear Yeah, I'm livin' proof that you can't kill a prayer You can't kill a prayer You can't kill a prayer
Compositores: Josh Thompson, Jesse Frasure & Cole Taylor