Church

[Verse 1]
Way out in the woods
Nobody there, middle of nowhere
You might just see trees and weeds and dirt
But I call it church

[Verse 2]
It ain't nothing but a river
A little place I float on an old john boat
Might look like just a rod and reel and worms
But I call it church

[Chorus]
It ain't no Sunday morning
It ain't no preacher preaching
But out here in the quiet, I can hear him speaking to me
Out where the wild things grow
Out on this country road
The sun, the stars and the holy ghost
Yeah, I go church

[Verse 3]
Some nights I sit out on the hood
In my old truck and I look up
And I feel like I could see
The whole wide world
Yeah, I stare at that full moon
I drink a beer and breathe in the air
And I thank him for the more than I deservе
And I go to church

[Chorus]
It ain't no Sunday morning
It ain't no preacher preaching
But out hеre in the quiet, I can hear him speaking to me
Out where the wild things grow
Out on this country road
The sun, the stars and the holy ghost
Yeah, I go church
Yeah, I go church

[Bridge]
No people, no pews
No steeple, just blue skies
I'm praying with my eyes wide open
Wide open, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
It ain't no Sunday morning
It ain't no preacher preaching
But out here in the quiet, I can hear

[Chorus]
It ain't no Sunday morning
It ain't no preacher preaching
But out here in the quiet, I can hear him speaking to me
Out where the wild things grow
Out on this country road
The sun, the stars and the holy ghost
Yeah, I go church

[Outro]
I go church
Yeah, I go to church
Ooh-ooh-ooh

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