Lyrics:

Harley's wearing pinstripes, his hair's all a mess
Becky's in the third pew, barely staying in her dress
And the Lord's talking awfully strong through the preacher this morn'
Getting goosebumps every time Susie sings
Lestor's at the altar speaking tongues and things
My wife's taking notes, kids are on the floor
One more hymn and we're walking out the door
Hillbilly hippie, hell of a life
Living this prayers up, head back, laugh loud
Only go around one time
Hallelujah high
The sideroad's buzzing, skillet's getting hot
Shooting invitations, all depends on what you got
Uncle Billy's white bean brisket always pulls 'em in
Just like Jesus and wine, breaking bread and landing fish
Everybody oughta have a turn at each dish
Good time's a-wasting, let's go
Can I get an amen?
Hillbilly hippie, hell of a life
Living this prayers up, head back, laugh loud
Only go around one time
Hallelujah high
Hallelujah high
Our mailbox sits on a simple street
Where a hundred-acre farm and the edge of town meet
Dance through the house when the sun goes down
One day I'll be lying in the same stretch of ground

Terry's got a grand on the Cowboys game
My brother's freaking out 'cause his ex-wife came
Sunday in the fall, cool breeze is blowing through the pines
Becky's in the bushes with that new guy she met
Don't think preacher would approve of whatever base they're at
I'm lookin' for those last taillights
Kids go down, just me and my wife
Hillbilly hippie, hell of a life
Living this prayers up, head back, laugh loud
Only go around one time
Hillbilly hippie, hell of a life
Living this prayers up, head back, laugh loud
Only go around one time
Hallelujah high
Hallelujah
Hallelujah high
Hallelujah