I Like My Gospel Country

I like my straight leg Levies.
 I like my Justin boots.
 I like the smell of fresh cut hay,
 In the early morning dew.
 I like a Stetson hat and I like a feather bed.
 And I like my Pinto Beans
 with a pan of fried cornbread.
 And I like my Gospel Country.
 I like the slide of a steel guitar.
 There's something about twin fiddles
 That puts a melody in my heart.
 Jesus gave me a new song.
 I no longer sing the blues.
 I've got a funny feeling,
 The Lord likes country, too.
 I like the grand old Opry.
 I can listen by the hour.
 And I like the smell of coffee,
 Cooking on an old campfire.
 And I like a chevy pickup,
 On an old country road.
 When it's cold I like to back up
 To an old wood burning stove.
 REPEAT CHORUS 2 TIMES
 Jesus gave me a new song
 I no longer sing the blues.
 I've got a funny feeling,
 The Lord likes country, too.
 And I like my Gospel Country,
 I like the slide of a steel guitar.
 There's something about twin fiddles
 That puts a melody in my heart.
 Jesus gave me a new song
 I no longer sing the blues.
 I've got a funny feeling
 The Lord likes country, too.