The night I hit rock bottom, sittin' on an old barstool
He paid my tab and put me in a cab, but he didn't have to
But he could see I was hurtin', oh, I wish I'd got his name
'Cause I didn't feel worth savin', but he saved me just the same
That day out on the water, when the fish just wouldn't bite
I put my pole down, I floated around, was just so quiet
And I could hear my old man sayin' "Son, just be still
'Cause you can't find peace like this in a bottle or a pill"
From a bar stool to that Evinrude
Sunday mornin' in a church pew
In a deer stand or a hay field
An interstate back to Nashville
A Chevrolet with the windows down
Me and him just ridin' around
Sometimes, whether I'm lookin' for Him or not
That's where I find God
Sometimes late at night, I lie there and listen
To the sound of her heart beatin'
And the song the crickets are singin'
And I don't know what they're sayin'
But it sounds like a hymn to me
Naw, I ain't too good at prayin'
But thanks for everything
From a bar stool, to that Evinrude
Sunday mornin' in a church pew
In a deer stand or a hay field
An interstate back to Nashville
A Chevrolet with the windows down
Me and him just ridin' around
Sometimes, whether I'm lookin' for Him or not
That's where I find God
From a bar stool, to that Evinrude
Sunday mornin' in a church pew
In a deer stand or a hay field
An interstate back to Nashville
A Chevrolet with the windows down
Me and him just ridin' around
Talkin', well I do that a lot
Well, I do that a lot
That's where I find God
Writer(s): Connie Harrington, Larry Fleet, Connie Rae Harrington
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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