| Somebody’s crops need rain
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| Somebody’s truck needs tires
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| There’s a mama on a front porch
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| Waiting on her boy to make it home tonight
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| Somebody’s ends ain’t met
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| And somebody just got saved
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| There’s a hometown team on a 4th quarter drive
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| Trying to bring home state
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| It all sounds simple coming off our lips
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| 'Cause we’re so little and He’s so big
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| Can’t find it in the bible, but Lord I swear
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| Nothing hits heaven like a small-town prayer
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| Yeah, grandma still smiles sweet
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| When she sees my face
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| For the first time in forever
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| Today she remembered my name
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| And it sounded so simple coming off her lips
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| Something so little, showed me He’s so big
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| Can’t find it in the bible, but Lord I swear
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| Nothing hits heaven like a small-town prayer
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| I ain’t saying He ain’t listening ('cause He’s listening)
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| To every single one He gets (every one He gets)
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| All I know is where I’m from
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| There’s something in that Amen
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| And it all sounds simple coming off our lips
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| 'Cause we’re so little and He’s so big
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| Can’t find it in the bible, but Lord I swear
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| Nothing hits heaven like a small-town prayer |