Maren Morris – My Church

[Verse 1:]
I’ve cussed on a Sunday
I’ve cheated and I’ve lied
I’ve fallen down from grace
A few too many times
But I find holy redemption
When I put this car in drive
Roll the windows down and turn up the dial

[Chorus:]
Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that’s my church

[Verse 2:]
When Hank brings the sermon
And Cash leads the choir
It gets my cold coal heart burning
Hotter than a ring of fire
When this wonderful world gets heavy
And I need to find my escape
I just keep the wheels rolling, radio scrolling
Until my sins wash away

[Chorus:]
Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that’s my church

[Chorus:]
Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that’s my church

[Chorus:]
Hey, Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that’s my church
Yeah I guess that’s my church
Yeah I guess that’s my church

Kane Brown – Hometown letras

Oh mr. jackson cuts his grass after church on his tractor
Only after listening to the country countdown
He remembers all the 3 court sessions
Giving lessons, never guessing
We go from dive bars to sold out
He just smiles, can’t help but grin when he turns that dial on the FM
Here’s an old friend, he can’t believe it
Ain’t that what it’s all about
What it’s all about, yeah

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Wanna give them that sound
Everybody’s talking about
We still the same old, same old southern boys
Still got the same old, same old southern boys
We’re singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud

All the whining through the years
All the grinding of the gears
All the passion and the tears
Man it paid off
All the places that we see
All the place that we meet
It still feels like a dream
That we’re living off
It ain’t the laughs and fame
It ain’t the smoking flames
It’s that sweet artist smile on my mama’s face

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Gonna give them that sound
Everybody’s talking about
We still the same old, same old southern boys
Still got the same old, same old southern boys
We’re singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud

(Guitar)

In every song
Every way
In every move I’ve ever made
That’s right, north west Georgia, where you all at?
In every song
Every way
In every move I’ve ever made
Chanukah, Tennessee, turn it up
Come on

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Gonna give them that sound
Everybody’s talking about
We still the same old, same old southern boys
Still got the same old, same old southern boys
We’re singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud

Oh mr. jackson cuts his grass after church on his tractor
Only after listening to the country countdown

KANE BROWN – Hometown

Oh mr. jackson cuts his grass after church on his tractor
Only after listening to the country countdown
He remembers all the 3 court sessions
Giving lessons, never guessing
We go from dive bars to sold out
He just smiles, can’t help but grin when he turns that dial on the FM
Here’s an old friend, he can’t believe it
Ain’t that what it’s all about
What it’s all about, yeah

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Wanna give them that sound
Everybody’s talking about
We still the same old, same old southern boys
Still got the same old, same old southern boys
We’re singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud

All the whining through the years
All the grinding of the gears
All the passion and the tears
Man it paid off
All the places that we see
All the place that we meet
It still feels like a dream
That we’re living off
It ain’t the laughs and fame
It ain’t the smoking flames
It’s that sweet artist smile on my mama’s face

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Gonna give them that sound
Everybody’s talking about
We still the same old, same old southern boys
Still got the same old, same old southern boys
We’re singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud

(Guitar)

In every song
Every way
In every move I’ve ever made
That’s right, north west Georgia, where you all at?
In every song
Every way
In every move I’ve ever made
Chanukah, Tennessee, turn it up
Come on

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Gonna give them that sound
Everybody’s talking about
We still the same old, same old southern boys
Still got the same old, same old southern boys
We’re singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud

Oh mr. jackson cuts his grass after church on his tractor
Only after listening to the country countdown

KANE BROWN – Hometown lyrics

Oh mr. jackson cuts his grass after church on his tractor
Only after listening to the country countdown
He remembers all the 3 court sessions
Giving lessons, never guessing
We go from dive bars to sold out
He just smiles, can’t help but grin when he turns that dial on the FM
Here’s an old friend, he can’t believe it
Ain’t that what it’s all about
What it’s all about, yeah

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Wanna give them that sound
Everybody’s talking about
We still the same old, same old southern boys
Still got the same old, same old southern boys
We’re singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud

All the whining through the years
All the grinding of the gears
All the passion and the tears
Man it paid off
All the places that we see
All the place that we meet
It still feels like a dream
That we’re living off
It ain’t the laughs and fame
It ain’t the smoking flames
It’s that sweet artist smile on my mama’s face

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All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Gonna give them that sound
Everybody’s talking about
We still the same old, same old southern boys
Still got the same old, same old southern boys
We’re singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud

(Guitar)

In every song
Every way
In every move I’ve ever made
That’s right, north west Georgia, where you all at?
In every song
Every way
In every move I’ve ever made
Chanukah, Tennessee, turn it up
Come on

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Gonna give them that sound
Everybody’s talking about
We still the same old, same old southern boys
Still got the same old, same old southern boys
We’re singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud

Oh mr. jackson cuts his grass after church on his tractor
Only after listening to the country countdown