I think I read somewhere in the good bookSays he's everywhereUp in this tree with the wind and the leavesYeah, it all seems so clearWhen your phone's in the truck and you can't mode upAnd your mind's just running freeIt might look like huntingBut it's way more than that to meI do my praying in a deer standOn my back for the churchThinking about life on a cold sunriseYeah, that's my heaven on earthMe and God in a corn fieldGotta think he understandsI might miss a son different time to timeBut I get there whenI canWe're all goodIn these woodsCause here I amPraying in a deer standSome find it on a pierWhere they used to fishWith their old manSome feel it when the choir singsAnd that light hits that stained glassWe're all down hereSearching for an answerOr a signThe way those clouds are moving inI think he's hearing me just fineI do my praying in a deer standOn my back for the churchThinking about life on a cold sunriseYeah, that's my heaven on earthMe and God in a corn fieldGotta think he understandsI might miss a son different time to timeBut I get there when I canWe're all goodIn these woodsCause here I amPraying in a deer standPraying in a deer standMy boots back on the groundMy head back rightYou've got your ways of getting through thisPrayin' in a deer standYou've got your ways of getting through thisI do my praying in a deer standOut on my back for the churchI thinkin' about life on a cold sunriseYeah, that's my heaven on earthMe and God in a corn fieldGotta think he understandsI might miss a son different time to timeBut I get there when I canWe're all goodIn these woodsCause here I amPraying in a deer standPraying in a deer stand