Clayton Perry - Thank God Yer Mine (feat. Chance Bruce)

10 miles into South Carolina. Truck's cruisin', got the radio
Playin' our favorite song about West Virginia and them country roads
And all I know is that I need you by my side
Just like I need a cold beer on a Friday night

Be it blue jeans or Daisy Dukes, tank top and some cowboy boots
You're always lookin' fine, American girl, sweet like moonshine
Mama told me that I'd find a girl like you
Shotgun totin', fishin' lure floatin', she can drive a tractor too

I want to take you on a back road, turn up the radio, we can take it real slow
We can look up at the night sky, see the look in your eye, got me feelin' so right
When I'm layin' in the bed of my truck, and darlin' let me hold you tight
And when I rest my weary head every night
I thank God your mine
I thank God your mine

Went downtown for a night with the boys. Barhoppin', drinkin' whiskey, makin' lots of noise
Playin' Johnny Cash records on the jukebox, my friends are playin' air guitar
This is America, home of the free
And lovin' you is my favorite liberty

I want to take you on a back road, turn up the radio, we can take it real slow
We can look up at the night sky, see the look in your eye, got me feelin' so right
When I'm layin' in the bed of my truck, and darlin' let me hold you tight
When I rest my weary head every night
I thank God your mine

Hey girl, it's just you, me and my dog
In this here field, USA
With no other babes around
It's a dream come true

I want to take you on a back road, turn up the radio, we can take it real slow
We can look up at the night sky, see the look in your eye, got me feelin' so right
When I'm layin' in the bed of my truck, and darlin' let me hold you tight
When I rest my weary head every night
I thank God your mine
I thank God your mine

Here we go

Written by:
Michael Cammarata

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