| Every Sunday I see people filing in through those front doors | 
| Got a cross up on that steeple, yeah it’s time to praise the Lord | 
| Some watch it on their TV, sittin' on the couch | 
| Me, I get in my old Bronco and point those headlights out | 
| Oh, ain’t got too many miles to go, to save my soul | 
| Hey I go down and sink my feet in the water | 
| And I soak up that sun and I watch it set | 
| Yeah, I can feel the power of the saltwater gospel | 
| I’m as close to God as I can get | 
| Now there ain’t nothing wrong with puttin' on your Sunday best | 
| Me, I won’t be wearin' nothin' that I can’t get wet | 
| I just think about how small I am and life after we’re gone | 
| I’m out here by myself but I know I’m not alone | 
| Yeah, I got all the proof I need and it sure makes me believe | 
| When I go down and sink my feet in the water | 
| And I soak up that sun and I watch it set | 
| Yeah, I can feel the power of the saltwater gospel | 
| I’m as close to God as I can get | 
| Amen | 
| I’m in heaven watchin' all these waves roll in | 
| Amen | 
| When I’m lost I know where to get found again | 
| Yeah I go down and sink my feet in the water | 
| And I soak up that sun and I watch it set | 
| Yeah, I can feel the power of the saltwater gospel | 
| I’m as close to God as I can get | 
| Yeah I go down and sink my feet in the water | 
| And I soak up that sun and I watch it set | 
| Yeah, I can feel the power of the saltwater gospel | 
| I’m as close to God as I can get |