Preachin' to the Choir

I'm either all in, or all out

I'm in the wooden pew Sunday mornin' party crowd

If no one else will drink it, then you know I will

And wake up in the mornin' with some Baptist guilt

Every tattoo's got a story to tell

Mama said she's prayin' hard to keep me outta hell

But whiskey tastes better when you chase it with a beer

But I ain't tellin' nothing new to nobody here

If I'm preachin' to the choir

Raise your hands a little higher

If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song

Let me see you sparkin' up your lighters

Pour a little payday on the fire

If you're 40, drinking forty, workin', livin' the dream

Then you're just like me

And I'm preaching to the choir, yeah

Preachin' to the choir

I ain't rich, but I'm grateful

Every time I'm driving with a tank full

Simple Man coming through the dashboard speakers

I'm a southern rock sinner, believer

And I'm preachin' to the choir

Raise your hands a little higher

If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song

Let me see you sparking up your lighters

Pour a little payday on the fire

If you're 40, drinking forty, workin', livin' the dream

Then you're just like me

And I'm preachin' to the choir

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Nothing like bourbon and the blues

Smoke ring hallelu's

Breaking our backs, bendin' the rules

Sun dried, deep fried, hearts of gold

Hell, but you already know

That's right

Cause I'm preachin' to the choir

Raise your hands a little higher

If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song

Let me see you sparking up your lighters

Pour a little payday on the fire

If you're 40, drinking forty, workin', livin' the dream

Then you're just like me

And I'm preachin' to the choir

Yeah, I'm preachin' to the choir

I'm either all, in or all out

Yeah, cause I'm preachin' to the choir

That's right