Tom:
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The night I hit rock bottom, sittin' on an ol' barstool
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He paid my tab and put me in a cab, but he didn't have too
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Cause he could see I was hurtin', Ohh I wish I'd got his name
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Cause I didn't feel worth savin',
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but he saved me just the same
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A day out on the water, when the fish just wouldn't bite
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I put my pole down, I float around, It was just so quiet
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And I could hear my old man, sayin' son just be still
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Cause you can't find peace like this, in a bottle or a pill
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From a bar stool to that Evinrude,
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Sunday mornin' in a church pew
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In a deer stand or a hay field, an interstate back to Nashville
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A Chevrolet with the windows down,
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Me and Him just ridin' around, sometimes,
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Whether I'm looking for Him or not, that's where I find God
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Sometimes late at night, I lie there and listen
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Cause the sound of her heart beatin', and the song the crickets are singing
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I don't know what they're sayin', but it sounds like a hymn to me
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And-naw-I ain't to good at prayin', but thanks for everything
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From a bar stool to that Evinrude,
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Sunday mornin' in a church pew
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In a deer stand or a hay field, an interstate back to Nashville
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A Chevrolet with the windows down,
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Me and Him just ridin' around, sometimes,
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Whether I'm looking for Him or not, that's where I find God
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From a bar stool to that Evinrude, Sunday mornin' in a church pew
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In a deer stand or a hay field, an interstate back to Nashville
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A Chevrolet with the windows down, me and Him just ridin' around, talkin'
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Well, I do that a lot
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Well, I do that a lot
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That's where I find God
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