Bryce

Verse 1

He wakes up with the sunrise shining through the pines

Boots by the doorway, dirt roads on his mind

Hands worn rough from a hard week’s pay

But he thanks the Lord every single day

Got an old dog riding shotgun in the seat

Country station playing soft and sweet

He ain’t chasing fame or city lights

Just God’s grace and southern nights

Chorus

He loves the sound of gravel under truck tires

Cold creek water and old campfires

Sittin’ in a deer stand before daylight breaks

Praying to Jesus by the riverbank

Yeah, he works hard with a calloused hand

Finds peace where the tall trees stand

Simple life but he knows what matters most

Faith, family, fields, and the Holy Ghost

Verse 2

Sunday morning in a worn-out pew

Mama smiles when he sings the truth

Reads that Bible when the world gets loud

Keeps his head low, never runs with crowds

November wind and a flannel coat

Duck calls hanging by the boat

Thankful for the land and the life he’s got

Every blessing came from God

Chorus

He loves the sound of gravel under truck tires

Cold creek water and old campfires

Sittin’ in a deer stand before daylight breaks

Praying to Jesus by the riverbank

Yeah, he works hard with a calloused hand

Finds peace where the tall trees stand

Simple life but he knows what matters most

Faith, family, fields, and the Holy Ghost

Bridge

He says heaven feels a little closer out in the woods

Under stars and moonlight where the air smells good

And every sunrise paints amazing grace

Across the quiet on his father’s place

Final Chorus

Yeah, he loves old roads and a southern sky

A .30-06 and a lullaby

Living every day like a blessing from above

Raised on faith and raised on love

And when the day comes for him to go

There’s one thing everybody knows

He walked with Jesus through the highs and lows

A country boy with a faithful soul