Preachin' to the Choir

I'm either all in, or all out I'm in the wooden pew Sunday mornin' party crowd If no one else will drink it, then you know I will And wake up in the mornin' with some Baptist guilt Every tattoo's got a story to tell Mama said she's prayin' hard to keep me outta hell But whiskey tastes better when you chase it with a beer But I ain't tellin' nothing new to nobody here If I'm preachin' to the choir Raise your hands a little higher If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song Let me see you sparkin' up your lighters Pour a little payday on the fire If you're 40, drinking forty, workin', livin' the dream Then you're just like me And I'm preaching to the choir, yeah Preachin' to the choir I ain't rich, but I'm grateful Every time I'm driving with a tank full Simple Man coming through the dashboard speakers I'm a southern rock sinner, believer And I'm preachin' to the choir Raise your hands a little higher If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song Let me see you sparking up your lighters Pour a little payday on the fire If you're 40, drinking forty, workin', livin' the dream Then you're just like me And I'm preachin' to the choir Nothing like bourbon and the blues Smoke ring hallelu's Breaking our backs, bendin' the rules Sun dried, deep fried, hearts of gold Hell, but you already know That's right Cause I'm preachin' to the choir Raise your hands a little higher If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song Let me see you sparking up your lighters Pour a little payday on the fire If you're 40, drinking forty, workin', livin' the dream Then you're just like me And I'm preachin' to the choir Yeah, I'm preachin' to the choir I'm either all, in or all out Yeah, cause I'm preachin' to the choir That's right