Nhạc sĩ: Luke Bryan, Nicolle Galyon, Jimmy Robbins
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
I think I read somewhere in the good book
Says he's everywhere
Up in this tree with the wind and the leaves
Yeah, it all seems so clear
When your phone's in the truck and you can't mode up
And your mind's just running free
It might look like hunting
But it's way more than that to me
I do my praying in a deer stand
On my back for the church
Thinking about life on a cold sunrise
Yeah, that's my heaven on earth
Me and God in a corn field
Gotta think he understands
I might miss a son different time to time
But I get there when
I can
We're all good
In these woods
Cause here I am
Praying in a deer stand
Some find it on a pier
Where they used to fish
With their old man
Some feel it when the choir sings
And that light hits that stained glass
We're all down here
Searching for an answer
Or a sign
The way those clouds are moving in
I think he's hearing me just fine
I do my praying in a deer stand
On my back for the church
Thinking about life on a cold sunrise
Yeah, that's my heaven on earth
Me and God in a corn field
Gotta think he understands
I might miss a son different time to time
But I get there when I can
We're all good
In these woods
Cause here I am
Praying in a deer stand
Praying in a deer stand
My boots back on the ground
My head back right
You've got your ways of getting through this
Prayin' in a deer stand
You've got your ways of getting through this
I do my praying in a deer stand
Out on my back for the church
I thinkin' about life on a cold sunrise
Yeah, that's my heaven on earth
Me and God in a corn field
Gotta think he understands
I might miss a son different time to time
But I get there when I can
We're all good
In these woods
Cause here I am
Praying in a deer stand
Praying in a deer stand