paroles de chanson Kill A Prayer - Cole Swindell

I hit the road, she hit her knees
I was worried 'bout a dream, she was worried 'bout me
I had a bone dry bottle
She had a worn-out Bible
I was in a band, she was in the choir
She saw the light, and I saw the fire
She was more tent revival, and I was more chasing my jukebox idols

By now I oughta be six-feet
Between the wide ass open and the whiskey
Every road, every bridge I've burned down
No, thanks to me, it turns out
You can't outrun a mama's amen
Even when you're out here runnin' with the devil, I swear
Yeah, I'm livin' proof that you can't kill a prayer
Can't kill a prayer

Yeah, I was hard-headed, stubborn as can be
Thank God she was more stubborn than me
Bowin' her head every night with me on her mind
Had to have Heaven workin' overtime, 'cause

By now I oughta be six-feet
Between the wide ass open and the whiskey
Every road, every bridge I've burned down
No, thanks to me, it turns out
You can't outrun a mama's amen
Even when you're out here runnin' with the devil, I swear
Yeah, I'm livin' proof that you can't kill a prayer
You can't kill a prayer

Yes, she's late night back porch light on red word readin'
Faith keepin', talking to Jesus
Reason I'm even breathin'

By now I oughta be six-feet
Backwoods front page, small town history
Every road, every bridge I've burned down
No, thanks to me, it turns out
You can't outrun a mama's amen
Even when you're out here runnin' with the devil, I swear
Yeah, I'm livin' proof that you can't kill a prayer (ooh)
You can't kill a prayer

You can't kill a prayer