Jack makes good whiskey, yeah Red dirt makes good ridin' roads Country makes good music For kickin' up dust in a tail light glow Dry wood makes good fires Goodyears make good swings All that's all good, but for me God makes 5 foot 9, brown eyes, and 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 God makes the good stuff O-o-oh, God makes the good stuff Like that sweet little kiss she lays on me Or when I pull up in a 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, and 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 God makes the good stuff O-o-oh, God makes the good stuff Oh and God made her So I will make sure he Didn't waste an angel on me When he made 5 foot 9, brown eyes, and a sundress Loves Tim McGraw, and a small-town accent Ain't no way that me and this old truck made her fall in love Jack makes good whiskey God makes the good stuff O-o-oh, God makes the good stuff Yeah, God makes the good stuff Whoa-o-oh, o-oh