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