outside of this one church townThere's a gold dirt

1: Garth turn that bottle up and drink it,

would say I'm lyingIf I tried to tell 'em

forever since I've been goneHaven't held you in so

a picture of you on my dresserAnd it's been

1: Blake looking for the KingThe new MessiahWe're following

here to read Blake’s story about I couldI

here to read Blake’s story about working with Thomas Rhett

is growin' like a vineStranglin' my heartWhen I think

knew the moment that you walked inYou were looking

down a dirt roadRebel flag flyingCoon dog in the

Silent night, holy nightAll is calm, all is brightRound yon Virgin

put a bullet in my radioSomethin' just hit me

you somethin' you can do with your handsMakes you

thing about dreamersWhen the dream is in their sightsJust

of the nightMoving on the groundLike silent cloudsThey follow

1: Brad Paisley, Keith Urban, Tim McGraw & Faith

1: Matthew Friday afternoon, I just got paidMissed all

1: Michael Buble & Blake summer day has come

1: Blake got a stereo stuck in the '80sStill