(audience cheers) (light guitar music) ♪ The night I hit rock bottom, sittin' on an old barstool ♪ ♪ He paid my tab and put me in a cab, when he didn't have to ♪ ♪ He could see I was hurtin', oh, I wish I'd got his name ♪ ♪ 'Cause I didn't feel worth savin' ♪ ♪ He saved me just the same ♪ ♪ The day out on the water when the fish just wouldn't bite ♪ ♪ I put my pole down, I floated around, was just so quiet ♪ ♪ And I could hear my
old man ♪ ♪ Sayin' "Son, just be still ♪ ♪ 'Cause you can't find peace like this ♪ ♪ In a bottle or a pill" ♪ ♪ From a bar stool to that Evinrude ♪ ♪ Sunday mornin' in a church pew ♪ ♪ In a deer stand or a hay field ♪ ♪ An interstate back to Nashville ♪ ♪ In a Chevrolet with the windows down ♪ ♪ Me and him just ridin' around ♪ ♪ Sometimes, whether I'm lookin' for Him or not ♪ ♪ That's where I find God ♪ (audience cheers) ♪ Sometimes late
at night, I lie there and listen ♪ ♪ To the sound of her heart beatin' ♪ ♪ And the song the crickets are singin' ♪ ♪ And I don't know what they're sayin' ♪ ♪ But it sounds like a hymn to me ♪ ♪ And naw, I ain't too good at prayin' ♪ ♪ But thanks for everything ♪ ♪ From a bar stool, to that Evinrude ♪ ♪ Sunday mornin' in a church pew ♪ ♪ In a deer stand or a hay field ♪ ♪ An interstate back to Nashville ♪ ♪ In a Chevrolet with
the windows down ♪ ♪ Me and him just ridin' around ♪ ♪ Sometimes, whether I'm lookin' for Him or not ♪ ♪ And that's where I find God ♪ (audience cheers) ♪ From a bar stool, to that Evinrude ♪ ♪ Sunday mornin' in a church pew ♪ ♪ In a deer stand or a hay field ♪ ♪ An interstate back to Nashville ♪ ♪ In a Chevrolet with the windows down ♪ ♪ Me and him just ridin' around talkin' ♪ ♪ Well, I do that a lot ♪ ♪ Well, I do that a lot ♪
(audience cheers) ♪ 'Cause that's where we find God ♪ (audience cheers) Go to sleep, everybody. Thank you! (audience cheers)
