God Plays a Gibson
Megan Moroney« God Plays a Gibson » est une chanson de Megan Moroney, 2023, Pop. La chanson dure 3:07, 36 lines / 310 words.
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0:11He's got the whole world in his hands that much I understand
0:17Thanks to a Sunday mornin' white church front row seat
0:23I try not to complicate him keep it simple when I'm prayin'
0:30And trust he's got some kind of plan for me
0:36Every night I bow my head amen
0:43Just like I'm talking to a friend and I can picture him
0:50I bet God drives a Silverado
0:53I could see his house sittin' on some land
0:57And this year it's pretty clear
1:00He's a Georgia Bulldog fan
1:02I spend so much of my time wonderin' what he's really like
1:08I like to think he spends his off days up there fishin'
1:13And I bet God plays a Gibson
1:20He turned water into wine seems like my kind of guy
1:26I bet he's up there six string strummin' with Loretta Lynn tonight
1:33Every night I bow my head amen
1:39Like I'm catchin' up
1:40With one of my old friends and I picture him
1:47I bet God drives a Silverado
1:50I could see his house sittin' on some land
1:54And this year it's pretty clear
1:57He's a Georgia Bulldog fan
1:59I spend so much of my time wonderin' what he's really like
2:05I like to think he spends his off days up there fishin'
2:10And I bet God plays a Gibson
2:24How cool would it be if this guitar that's savin' me
2:29Is the same one that he's playin'
2:32I might be wrong all I'm sayin'
2:38Is I bet God drives a Silverado
2:41I could see his house sittin' on some land
2:45And this year it's pretty clear
2:48He's a Georgia Bulldog fan
2:50I spend so much of my time wonderin' what he's really like
2:56I like to think he spends his off days up there fishin'
3:01And I bet God plays a Gibson
3:07I bet God plays a Gibson
He's got the whole world in his hands that much I understand Thanks to a Sunday mornin' white church front row seat I try not to complicate him keep it simple when I'm prayin' And trust he's got some kind of plan for me Every night I bow my head amen Just like I'm talking to a friend and I can picture him I bet God drives a Silverado I could see his house sittin' on some land And this year it's pretty clear He's a Georgia Bulldog fan I spend so much of my time wonderin' what he's really like I like to think he spends his off days up there fishin' And I bet God plays a Gibson He turned water into wine seems like my kind of guy I bet he's up there six string strummin' with Loretta Lynn tonight Every night I bow my head amen Like I'm catchin' up With one of my old friends and I picture him I bet God drives a Silverado I could see his house sittin' on some land And this year it's pretty clear He's a Georgia Bulldog fan I spend so much of my time wonderin' what he's really like I like to think he spends his off days up there fishin' And I bet God plays a Gibson How cool would it be if this guitar that's savin' me Is the same one that he's playin' I might be wrong all I'm sayin' Is I bet God drives a Silverado I could see his house sittin' on some land And this year it's pretty clear He's a Georgia Bulldog fan I spend so much of my time wonderin' what he's really like I like to think he spends his off days up there fishin' And I bet God plays a Gibson I bet God plays a Gibson
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