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