[Verse 1]
Hand-me-down shoes
Food stamps in a coffee can
Mama lit a candle
Said
“Baby
There’s a bigger plan”
Sunday in a trailer
We sang so hard the walls shook free
Cheap wine
Cheap faith
But it felt like gold to me
[Chorus]
Even when it’s growing up poor
I know there’s church in this busted heart
Higher powers in the neon cross
In the gravel lot where the engines start
I’m gonna keep fighting
Bloody knuckles
Busted strings
Raising hell in these highway bars
Til heaven hears me sing (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Daddy missed the sermon
Sleeping off a long
Hard week
Calloused hands and alimony
Cussin’ at the losing streak
I learned my prayers on barstools
Over smoke and old guitars
Every hymn a little louder
Every saint had crooked scars
[Chorus]
Even when it’s growing up poor
I know there’s church in this busted heart
Higher powers in the neon cross
In the gravel lot where the engines start
I’m gonna keep fighting
Bloody knuckles
Busted strings
Raising hell in these highway bars
Til heaven hears me sing (oh-oh)
[Bridge]
If grace is real
It’s riding in the back of this beat-up truck
If luck is love
Then I’ve already had enough bad luck
So I scream my doubts
Like a prayer into the smoke-filled air
If somebody’s up there
They’ll find me down here
[Chorus]
Even when it’s growing up poor
I know there’s church in this busted heart
Higher powers in the neon cross
In the gravel lot where the engines start
I’m gonna keep fighting
Bloody knuckles
Busted strings
Raising hell in these highway bars
Til heaven hears me sing