Praying by the Rules Songtext
von Luke Bryan

Dear God, can you forgive me for this beer
And the language? Damn, I need your help down here
I was hoping to bend your ear
I ain′t kneeled down in my Sunday best
I'm in a field in dirty denim
And I hope that ain′t a deal breaker
For my dear Savior

To help an old boy out
Without a Bible in his hand
Showing up just as I am
Hat's on, head ain't bowed
Ain′t got no Southern Baptist pew
And I′m as dusty as these boots
I hope it's cool that I ain′t praying by the rules

I don't know the ins and outs of how this whole thing goes
I′m sure you got a couple million folks
Of lost souls waiting in line
With a little more important things in mind
But somehow you always find the time


To help an old boy out
Without a Bible in his hand
Showing up just as I am
Hat's on, head ain′t bowed
Ain't got no Southern Baptist pew
And I'm as dusty as these boots
I hope it′s cool that I ain′t prayin' by the rules

I guess I′ll let you go
I'll get to the amen
But we both know I′ll be back
'Cause I′ll need you again

To help this old boy out
Without a Bible in his hand
Showing up just as I am
Hat's on, head ain't bowed
Ain′t got no Southern Baptist pew
But I′m as dusty as these boots
I hope it's cool that I ain′t praying by the rules

That I ain't praying by the rules
That I ain′t praying by the rules