They've read the scripture
They've passed the plate
And we're both prayin' he don't
Preach late
But he's gettin' "amens," and that's
Just our luck
Yeah it's eighty-five degrees outside
And he's just gettin warmed up
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Oh you and me, we could be soakin'
Up that sun
Findin' out just how fast your
Brother's boat'll run
I tell you there ain't nothin'
That'll test your faith
Like a long sermon on a pretty Sunday
Well it's been rainin' all week long
I woke up this mornin' the dark
clouds were gone
We've both been raised not to miss church
But on a day like today
Heaven knows how much it hurts
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See that sunlight shinin'
Through that stained glass
How much longer is this gonna last
CHORUS
Written By: Brad Paisley & Tim Nichols
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