I hit the road, she hit her knees
I was worried ’bout a dream, she was worried ’bout me
I had a bone dry bottle
She had a worn out bible
I was in a band, she was in the choir
She saw the light, and I saw the fire
She was more tent revival, and I was more chasing my jukebox idols
By now I oughta be six feet
Between the wide ass open and the whiskey
Every road, every bridge I’ve burned out
No thanks to me it turns out
You can’t out run a mama’s amen
Even when you’re out here running with the devil I swear
Yeah I’m living proof that you can’t kill a prayer
(Can’t kill a prayer)
Yeah I was hard headed stubborn as can be
Thank God she was more stubborn than me
Bowing her head every night
With me on her mind
Had to have heaven workin overtime cause
By now I oughta be six feet
Between the wide ass open and the whiskey
Every road, every bridge I’ve burned out
No thanks to me it turns out
You can’t out run a mama’s amen
Even when you’re out here running with the devil I swear
Yeah I’m living proof that you can’t kill a prayer
You can’t kill a prayer
Yeah she’s late night back porch light on red word reading
Faith keeping
Talking to Jesus
Reason I’m even breathing
By now I oughta be six feet
Backwoods front page, small town history
Every road, every bridge I’ve burned out
No thanks to me it turns out
You can’t out run a mama’s amen
Even when you’re out here running with the devil I swear
Yeah I’m living proof that you can’t kill a prayer
You can’t kill a prayer
You can’t kill a prayer