Paint your truck tread with some red dust While you kick up the long way home Share some bootleg with your best buds Wear a bit of that bonfire smoke If a back porch swing and twang in your words And settin' that hook was a Good Book verse, I'd be doing alright I'd know where I was going when I get to the other side, 'cause Back roads and cold beer are my down-home prayer Can't get no closer to the Man upstairs The way out there where the river runs Lord knows I'd be one hell of a disciple If being country was in the Bible Hallelujah, amen Heaven blessed this life I live Hallelujah, amen, amen If John Deere Green was 3:16 And old barstools were back pew seats These Friday nights would all just seem like Sunday mornin' If them words in red were a little more read, this sinner'd be a saint instead 'Cause back roads and cold beer are my down-home prayer Can't get no closer to the Man upstairs The way out there where the river runs Lord knows I'd be one hell of a disciple If being country was in the Bible Hallelujah, amen Heaven blessed this life I live Hallelujah, amen, amen ♪ 'Cause back roads and cold beer are my down-home prayer We can't get no closer to God's grace, I swear The way out there where the river runs Lord knows I'd be one hell of a disciple If being country was in the Bible Hallelujah, amen Heaven blessed this life I live Hallelujah, amen, amen