| Well, I ain’t ever been a holy roller but I found God in your eyes |
| Greens and brown remind of a mountainside |
| All the days that are to come |
| And all the bad things that I’ve done |
| I ain’t ever been a holy roller but I found God in your eyes |
| We can stop for gas on our last trip out of town |
| All these songs about nothing and straight-face bluffing’s got me down |
| 'Cause old dogs bark way too loud |
| And talk shit on the weekend crowd |
| I ain’t ever been a holy roller but I found God in your eyes |
| Coming down and coming up there a place for good love on the river’s edge, |
| darling |
| I know home’s not far from here |
| From sundown to sun-up, there’s a place for good rest in the warm months, honey |
| I found God in your eyes, dear |
| You’re grinning like a vandal after swigging from a handle of Tito’s |
| Lord, I didn’t plan this, I’m just going as far as the wind blows |
| Coastlines to the flatlands |
| Get your rich hands out of our plans |
| I ain’t ever been a holy roller but I found God in your eyes |
| Coming down and coming up there a place for good rest on the river’s edge, |
| darling |
| I know home’s not far from here |
| From sundown to sun-up there’s a place for good love in the warm months, honey |
| And I found God in your eyes, dear |
| Well, I ain’t ever been a holy roller but I found God in your eyes |
| The greens and brown remind of a mountainside |
| All the days that are to come and all the bad shit that I’ve done |
| I ain’t ever been a holy roller but I found God in your eyes |