Everybody Talks To God

He was sayin' grace over a Tuesday blue-plate special When the man in the next booth said, "Don't you watch TV?" Don't you know that God's a myth? I hate to see you waste your breath 'Cause there ain't no use talkin' to a ghost that don't exist The prayin' man said, "Amen" and looked up from his plate And said, "You may not talk to God right now But there's gonna come a day" 'Cause whether you're a farmer in the field Prayin' for the rain Or you curse Him at the grave site 'Cause He called a loved one's name You can thank Him, you can blame Him Either way, you're gonna face Him Whether you believe in Him or not 'Cause, in the end, everybody talks to God The man in the booth went quiet 'cause he didn't have a comeback So he shrugged it off and paid his tab, then shuffled out the door And the prayin' man, he prayed for the man who drove away Hopin' he would see the light before it got too late But how was he to know he touched a non-believer's soul? Who got that conversation two red lights down the road 'Cause whether you're a farmer in the field Prayin' for the rain Or you curse Him at the grave site 'Cause He called a loved one's name And you can thank Him, you can blame Him Either way, you're gonna face Him Whether you believe in Him or not 'Cause in the end, everybody talks to God Everybody talks to God You can thank Him, you can blame Him Either way, you're gonna face Him Whether you believe in Him or not In the end, everybody talks to God Everybody talks to God We all talk to God Everybody talks to God