"He's Everywhere" lyrics

"He's Everywhere"

It's the smell of tobacco and hard work smoke
Red sun settin' on an old fence post
Cottonmouth shufflin' through the cypress knees
One duck or rooster in a swamp oak tree
He's everywhere, open your eyes and see

Fields of gold and amber grains
Purple mountains and them fruited plains
How could you not realize
God hung the stars up in them skies?

He's everywhere, open your eyes and see
He made it all just for you and me
So don't tell me that he ain't real
Don't ask me where he'll be
He's everywhere, open your eyes and see, oh

The cattle beller in a hoot owl sing
White tails slippin' through a deep ravine
Horses trottin' up a grassy hill
Less light a-bouncin' off the window sill

He's everywhere, open your eyes and see
He made it all just for you and me
So don't tell me that he ain't real
Don't ask me where he'll be
He's everywhere, open your eyes and see, oh

Morning dove and the bobwhite quail
Hound dog burnin' up a cottontail
Sycamore stretchin' out over the creek
If you listen close you'll here Him speak

He's everywhere, open your eyes and see
He made it all just for you and me
So don't tell me that he ain't real
Don't ask me where he'll be
He's everywhere, open your eyes and see, oh
Open your eyes and see


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