Drinkin' Beer. Talkin' God. Amen. (feat. Florida Georgia Line)

Firewood crackle in the fall air "Red Dirt" playing on the radio Big Dipper hanging high up there Breathe in the Backwoods and let it go I ain't ever been the church goin' type Can't quote much past 3:16 Even though it's a Friday night Church found me Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, amen Killin' time, livin' life with some downhome friends When the world's gone crazy, man, it all makes sense Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, amen, amen Tell 'em boys Yeah, baby Gotta thank him for a little piece of dirt Little peace of mind from a cold one Got a country angel I don't deserve The kind that you never let go of I don't know what Heaven looks like No, I don't think anybody does If it's like down here up there tonight And there's folks like us Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, amen (talkin' God, amen) Killin' time, livin' life with some downhome friends (with some downhome friends) When the world's gone crazy, man, it all makes sense Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, amen, amen (talkin' God, amen) (Talkin' God, amen) I don't know what Heaven looks like And who the hell does? If it's like down here up there tonight There's folks like us Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, amen Killin' time, livin' life with some downhome friends Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, amen (talkin' God, amen) Killin' time, livin' life with some downhome friends (with some downhome friends) When the world's gone crazy, man, it all makes sense (man, it all makes sense) Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, amen, amen (talkin' God, amen) (Sittin' here, drinkin' beer) talkin' God, amen (Talkin' God, amen) we're sittin' here, drinkin' beer Talkin' God, amen