"Fall Down" lyrics

Sun cutting through the pines, sitting high in a stand
Wintergreen, waiting on black coffee in my hand
Can't feed out here, sure enough
But that don't mean that they ain't showing up
Boys run out the T at three, but Herbstreits on 'til twelve
Nah there ain't a way to have a bad day if you can't tell

Feeling lucky as a buck, fifty out without a bullet
Roll the windows down, let the Chevy start cooling
Taking every back road I can find
The leaves all changing, but you can't my mind
Being south of the Mason-Dixon
Is about close as we're gettin'
To hallelujah, amen, touching the ground
When God lets heaven fall down

Every John Deere prayed all summer for rain
Now they're turning them fields into money in the bank
Copperhead looking 'round for a hole
Scarecrow about to be bored and cold
Baby got the chili burning low on a stove
Talked up wood, sitting ready to go
Darling, you know you gotta dodge the snow
If you're gonna wear tomorrow's Marcio

Feeling lucky as a buck, fifty out without a bullet
Roll the windows down, let the Chevy start cooling
Taking every back road I can find
The leaves all changing, but you can't my mind
Being south of the Mason-Dixon
Is about close as we're gettin'
To hallelujah, amen, touching the ground
When God lets heaven fall down

If I could, I'd bet the house
This is what the good books talk about

Feeling lucky as a buck, fifty out without a bullet
Roll the windows down, let the Chevy start cooling
Taking every back road I can find
The leaves all changing, but you can't my mind
Being south of the Mason-Dixon
Is about close as we're gettin'
To hallelujah, amen, touching the ground
When God lets heaven fall down