If you got a burden, that's much too much to bear
If you're lost and hurtin' and you think that no one cares
Well come on down my brother, I think you'd feel at home
Down at the Church of Country Music
Where you don't have to be lonely alone

Now we don't have a stain glass window, but we got a neon light
And you won't have to wait 'til Sunday, we'll be there tonight
Yes, you'll find Grace here, brother, she's sittin' by the bar
Oh no, she's not picky, she will take you as you are

Instead of raisin' our hands to the choir
We raise our bottles to the band
While we sit and testify about the troubles of a workin' man
A bunch of sinners shoutin' Hallelujah 'cause we've seen Bud Light
Down at the Church of Country Music, we're gonna raise the roof tonight

We have the gospel according to Johnny Cash
Three chords and the truth
You won't have to take it on faith
'Cause we've got the 90 Proof
Our communion plate is full of hot wings dipped in ranch
And no one here's gonna judge you if you feel the urge to dance

Instead of raisin' our hands to the choir
We raise our bottles to the band
While we sit and testify about the troubles of a workin' man
A bunch of sinners shoutin' Hallelujah cause we've seen Bud Light
Down at the Church of Country Music, we're gonna raise the roof tonight
Sunday mornin' when you hear good news on some pew
Good news is half of us here will be sittin' there next to you
We'll be sayin' Amen to the preacher, but now it's hell yeah to the band
Havin' the best time, we're gonna have this side of the Promised Land

Oh, you'll be shoutin' hallelujah when you see Bud Light
Down at the Church of Country Music, we're gonna raise the roof tonight
Down at the Church of Country Music, we're gonna raise the roof tonight

Amen