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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Megan Moroney
Lead Vocals
Travis McNabb
Drums
Stephen Mackey
Bass Guitar
Benji Shanks
Electric Guitar
Justin Schipper
Steel Guitar
Kristian Bush
Acoustic Guitar
Brandon Bush
Keyboards
Justin Niebank
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Megan Moroney
Songwriter
Mackenzie Carpenter
Songwriter
Colin Healy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kristian Bush
Producer
Drew Bollman
Recording Engineer
Luke Campolieta
Recording Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Engineer
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Harrison Tate
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
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 Hе'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
Writer(s): Mackenzie Carpenter, Colin Healy, Megan Moroney
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