Lyrics Clay Walker

Clay Walker

Jesus Was A Country Boy

I stumbled on a preacher Sunday morning

All decked out and made up for TV

Asking for some money from God's people

Talking all that high theology

Verse 2:

Well I might be just an old blue collar

There's things about the Lord that I don't know

But I bet he never had a million dollars

Or wore a lot of stylish fancy clothes, (cause)

Chorus:

Jesus was a country boy

Walking down a dirt road, with everything that he owned

He never met a stranger

Born in a barn underneath the stars

His mama laid him in a manger

Swimmin' in the river, fishin' for his dinner

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Livin' with the sinners like me

Makes me thi-nk, Jesus was a country boy

Verse 3:

My daddy never cared much for religion

And my mama worried a lot about his soul

She'd hit her knees and pray for him on Sunday

While daddy hit his favorite fishin' hole

Verse 4:

You see daddy was a rebel and a rambler

But I always knew he loved my mama so

I never doubted he'd make it to Heaven

Cause it ain't who you are it's who you know (and daddy knew)

CHORUS

Yes and I beli-eve, that Jesus was a country boy