(Whoa-oh)
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Jack makes good whiskey, yeah
Red dirt makes good riding roads
Country makes good music
For kickin' up dust in a taillight glow
Dry wood makes good fires
Good years make good swings
All that's all good but for me
God makes
5 foot 9, brown eyes in a sundress
Loves Tim McGraw and a small-town accent
Ain't no way that me and this truck made her fall in love
Jack makes good whiskey
But God makes the good stuff
Whoa-oh, oh-oh, God makes the good stuff
Like that sweet little kiss she lays on me
When I pull up in the gravel drive
The way she dances with the raindrops
Like she's the reason why they fall from the sky
And I thank Him every time I close my eyes
God makes
5 foot 9, brown eyes in a sundress
Loves Tim McGraw and a small-town accent
Ain't no way that me and this truck made her fall in love
Jack makes good whiskey
But God makes the good stuff
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God made her so I'ma make sure
He didn't waste an angel on me
When He made
5 foot 9, brown eyes in a sundress
Loves Tim McGraw and a small-town accent
Ain't no way that me and this truck made her fall in love
Jack makes good whiskey
But God makes the good stuff
5 foot 9, brown eyes in a sundress
Loves Tim McGraw and a small-town accent
Ain't no way that me and this truck made her fall in love
Jack makes good whiskey
But God makes the good stuff
(Whoa-oh)
Yeah, God makes the good stuff
Yeah, God makes the good stuff (whoa-oh)
Whoa, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh