Lyrics

Well I like my share of whiskey But it don't hit me like it used to hit me Since I found something better for my soul I still spend most Sundays fishin Drop a line n I just listen Cause I can get pretty close to Jesus in my boat And I had a barbed wire kind of heart Covered up in rust Till I went down to the river And got washed up in the blood Well I ain't no holy roller I can't even count my sins But thank God he don't either Can I get a A cowboy amen All my life my mamas been sayin' "Son I'm gonna keep on prayin'" Well it looks like it's been finally payin' off I had a barbed wire kind of heart Covered up in rust Till I went down to the river And got washed all in the blood Well I ain't no holy roller I can't even count my sins Thank God that he don't either Can i get a A cowboy amen I had a barbed wire kind of heart Covered up in rust Till I went down to the river And got washed all in the blood Well I ain't no holy roller I can't even count my sins Well thank God that he don't either Can I get a A cowboy amen How sweet it is Cowboy, cowboy amen Amazing grace How sweet it is Cowboy, cowboy amen
Writer(s): Colton Swon, Robyn Collins, Zach Swon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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