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I stumbled on a preacher Sunday mornin' All decked out and made up for TV Askin' for some money from God's people Talkin' all that high theology Well I might be just an old blue collar There's things about the Lord that I don't know But I bet he never had a million dollars Or wore a lot of stylish fancy clothes 'Cause Jesus was a country boy Walkin' down a dirt road, with everything that he owned He never met a stanger Born in a barn underneath the stars His momma laid him in a manger Swimmin' in the river Fishin' for his dinner Livin' with the sinners like me Makes me think that Jesus was a country boy My daddy never cared much for religion And my momma worried a lot about his soul She'd hit her knees and pray for him on Sunday While daddy hit his favorite fishin' hole You see daddy was a rebel and a rambler But I always knew he loved my momma so I never doubted he'd make it to heaven 'Cause it ain't who you are It's who you know And daddy knew That Jesus was a country boy Walkin' down a dirt road, with everything that he owned He never met a stanger Born in a barn underneath the stars His momma laid him in a manger Swimmin' in the river Fishin' for his dinner Livin' with the sinners like me Makes me think, that Jesus was a country boy Oh yes and I believe That Jesus was a country boy
Writer(s): Melvern Rivers Ii Rutherford, Clay Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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