Down Here

Down Here
I love you like I’m not thinking ‘bout it…
It’s a natural thing
Even n my dark, Dixie, closet
It’s easy to see

School bus bumpin’ over the creek
Does anybody know the secret I keep
But I know GOD and he knows me
Down Here

Big church steeples piercing the sunset
And busted bicycle chains
Seeing how the skies open for me
Rivers of pain

Oh lightning strike away the pain
Thunder clap away the shame
Truth is a masquerade
Down Here

CHORUS:
Down in the Country
Out in the Hills
Out in the Country
3 dollar bills