Verse 1)
Way down a dirt road past the broken old fence,
Lives a man with a hat and a whole lotta sense,
Got a Bible in his pocket, and a bean pot on the stove,
Cattle in the pasture and a banjo in his soul.
(Verse 2)
Ain’t no preacher ever loved the Lord more,
He’ll strum a hallelujah on his front porch door,
Pickin’ and a blowin’ on a battered ol’ harp,
Sings praises to the heavens with a hillbilly heart.
(Chorus)
He got beans in the pot, got cattle in the yard,
Got God in his heart and a song in his barn,
He don’t need much but the land and the sky,
And a banjo and a harmonica to get by,
Beans, God, and a banjo — that’s his way of life!
(Verse 3)
Patchwork overalls and boots worn thin,
Sits by the fire with a jug and a grin,
Plays a tune so sweet make the coyotes cry,
Even the owls hush when he lets that banjo fly.
(Bridge)
He don’t care for cities, he don’t need no phone,
Just a breeze through the trees and a cattle dog’s moan,
Beans bubbling, harmonica hums,
Praising the Lord till the morning comes.
(Chorus)
He got beans in the pot, got cattle in the yard,
Got God in his heart and a song in his barn,
He don’t need much but the land and the sky,
And a banjo and a harmonica to get by,
Beans, God, and a banjo — that’s his way of life!
(Break — banjo solo with harmonica)
[Instrumental — fast-paced banjo roll + harmonica whistling through]
(Verse 4)
They say legends die, but not this one,
He’ll be pickin’ his banjo when the good Lord comes,
And if heaven’s got a front porch swing,
He’ll be the one pickin’ while the angels sing.
(Final Chorus)
He got beans in the pot, got cattle in the yard,
Got God in his heart and a song in his barn,
He don’t need much but the land and the sky,
And a banjo and a harmonica to get by,
Beans, God, and a banjo — that’s his way of life!
(Outro)
Yeah, beans, God, and a banjo — that’s his whole dang life!
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