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Brandon Davis - Six Strings and Jesus (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Richard Brandon Davis
Richard Brandon Davis
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Brandon Davis
Richard Brandon Davis
Songwriter
Billy Dawson
Billy Dawson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Billy Dawson
Billy Dawson
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Man on the Panasonic, spreading bad news
Whole world's gone and bought it, but hell, what's new?
Bunch of digital friends trapped inside your phone
But where the hell are they at when you're on the side of the road?
So don't miss a second, kiss every hour
Be that believer in a world full of doubters
Back up your blessings, 'cause nothing else matters
At the end of the day
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing wrong with a tall glass of well water whiskey
Couple hits off a slim Blue 120 Misty
Sometimes I sure could use a filter
For this sinner's old tongue
If every dollar I earned were to burn up in flames
This new Chevrolet were to drown in the lake
Like a pair of old Levi's, this whole world could just fade away
And I'd be okay
'Cause I found that all that I need is
Her love, this air that I'm breathing, six strings and Jesus
[Instrumental]
So tell Mama you love her, be your daddy's right hand
Be good to your brother, y'all share a Natty while you can
'Cause that life over yonder ain't that far away
So don't squander the rest of your days
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing wrong with a tall glass of well water whiskey
Couple hits off a slim Blue 120 Misty
Sometimes I sure could use a filter
For this sinner's old tongue
If every dollar I earned were to burn up in flames
This new Chevrolet were to drown in the lake
Like a pair of old Levi's, this whole world could just fade away
And I'd be okay
'Cause I found that all that I need is
Her love, this air that I'm breathing, six strings and Jesus
[Instrumental]
When they chisel that stone and lay you down to rest
You don't wanna sleep six foot deep in a bed of regret
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing wrong with a tall glass of well water whiskey
Couple hits off a slim Blue 120 Misty
Sometimes I sure could use a filter
For this sinner's old tongue
If every dollar I earned were to burn up in flames
That new Chevrolet were to drown in the lake
Like a pair of old Levi's, this whole world could just fade away
And I'd be okay
'Cause I swear that all that I need is
Her love, this air that I'm breathing, six strings and Jesus
Written by: Billy Dawson, Richard Brandon Davis
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