Country Boy's Prayer Songtext

There's gas in my truck, and dust in my mirror
That every day my fridge is full of ice-cold beer
Gimme 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 growing 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
Gimme 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
Yeah, whoa

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
Gimme 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