Everybody Talks To God
He was sayin' grace over a Tuesday blue-plate special
When the man in the next booth said, "Don't you watch TV?"
Don't you know that God's a myth? I hate to see you waste your breath
'Cause there ain't no use talkin' to a ghost that don't exist
The prayin' man said, "Amen" and looked up from his plate
And said, "You may not talk to God right now
But there's gonna come a day"
'Cause whether you're a farmer in the field
Prayin' for the rain
Or you curse Him at the grave site
'Cause He called a loved one's name
You can thank Him, you can blame Him
Either way, you're gonna face Him
Whether you believe in Him or not
'Cause, in the end, everybody talks to God
The man in the booth went quiet 'cause he didn't have a comeback
So he shrugged it off and paid his tab, then shuffled out the door
And the prayin' man, he prayed for the man who drove away
Hopin' he would see the light before it got too late
But how was he to know he touched a non-believer's soul?
Who got that conversation two red lights down the road
'Cause whether you're a farmer in the field
Prayin' for the rain
Or you curse Him at the grave site
'Cause He called a loved one's name
And you can thank Him, you can blame Him
Either way, you're gonna face Him
Whether you believe in Him or not
'Cause in the end, everybody talks to God
Everybody talks to God
You can thank Him, you can blame Him
Either way, you're gonna face Him
Whether you believe in Him or not
In the end, everybody talks to God
Everybody talks to God
We all talk to God
Everybody talks to God
When the man in the next booth said, "Don't you watch TV?"
Don't you know that God's a myth? I hate to see you waste your breath
'Cause there ain't no use talkin' to a ghost that don't exist
The prayin' man said, "Amen" and looked up from his plate
And said, "You may not talk to God right now
But there's gonna come a day"
'Cause whether you're a farmer in the field
Prayin' for the rain
Or you curse Him at the grave site
'Cause He called a loved one's name
You can thank Him, you can blame Him
Either way, you're gonna face Him
Whether you believe in Him or not
'Cause, in the end, everybody talks to God
The man in the booth went quiet 'cause he didn't have a comeback
So he shrugged it off and paid his tab, then shuffled out the door
And the prayin' man, he prayed for the man who drove away
Hopin' he would see the light before it got too late
But how was he to know he touched a non-believer's soul?
Who got that conversation two red lights down the road
'Cause whether you're a farmer in the field
Prayin' for the rain
Or you curse Him at the grave site
'Cause He called a loved one's name
And you can thank Him, you can blame Him
Either way, you're gonna face Him
Whether you believe in Him or not
'Cause in the end, everybody talks to God
Everybody talks to God
You can thank Him, you can blame Him
Either way, you're gonna face Him
Whether you believe in Him or not
In the end, everybody talks to God
Everybody talks to God
We all talk to God
Everybody talks to God
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Wallin, Craig Monday
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