I stumbled on a preacher Sunday Mornin' All decked out and made up for T.V. Askin' for some money from God's people Talkin' all that high theology Well, I might be just an ol' blue collar And 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 Chorus Cause Jesus was a country boy Walkin' down a dirt road with everything that he owned He never met a stranger Born in a barn underneath the stars his mama layed him in a manger Swimmin' in the river Fishin' for his dinner Livin' with the sinners like me Makes me think that Jesus was a country boy (Oh yes and I believe that Jesus was a country boy 2nd time only) My daddy never cared much for religion And my mama worried a lot about his soul She's hit her knees and pray for him on Sunday While daddy hit his favorite fishin' hole You see daddy was a rebel and a rambler But I always knew he loved my mama so I never doubted he's make it to heaven Cuz it's not who you are, it's who ya know And daddy knew... (chorus)