Praise The Lord (feat. Thomas Rhett) 歌詞
Praise The Lord (feat. Thomas Rhett) - BRELAND/Thomas Rhett
Lyrics by：Daniel Breland/Jacob Durrett/Kyle Fishman/Rocky Block/Julian Bunetta/Thomas Rhett/Michael Hardy/Jessie Jo Dillon/David Garcia
Praise the Lord for southern women
Hemi engines crispy chicken
Praise the Lord for east
Atlanta country grammar and my nana
Praise the Lord that I got
Everything I want and need and more
I might turn up on Saturday
But first thing Sunday morn'
I praise the Lord
Praise the Lord for sister
Julie big ol' hat and tambourine
She keeps playing when we're shouting
Doesn't know that she's off beat
Praise the Lord for my bartender
Turns a single into two
We went crazy out there last
Night we need saving in this pew
It don't matter how you worship
Sinner saint win or lose
Praise the Lord for southern
Women Hemi engines crispy chicken
Praise the Lord for east
Atlanta country grammar and my nana
Praise the Lord that I got everything
I want and need and more
I might turn up on Saturday
But first thing Sunday morn'
I praise the Lord
He rocking with me that's for sure
Praise the Lord praise the
Lord praise the Lord
He rocking with me that's for sure
Praise the Lord praise the
Lord praise the Lord
Praise the Lord for my three babies
And the one that's on the way
All the words up in the good book
And dirt up on my Chevrolet
Praise the Lord for Sunday morning
And paycheck Friday afternoons
For cold beer conversation
And broken cowboy boots
It don't matter how you
Worship sinner saint win or lose
Praise the Lord for southern
Women Hemi engines crispy chicken
Praise the Lord for east
Atlanta country grammar and my nana
Praise the Lord that I got
Everything I want and need and more
I might turn up on Saturday
But first thing Sunday morn'
I praise the Lord
He rocking with me that's for sure
Praise the Lord praise the
Lord praise the Lord
He rocking with me that's for sure
Praise the Lord praise the
Lord praise the Lord
Praise the Lord praise the Lord
Ooh ooh oh
Praise the Lord