tinpancountry        HEATHER MCCLUSKEY MUSIC PUBLISHING

This song was co-written with my husband Bill McCluskey.

Some say the Bible’s just a fairy tale Being kind is perceived as weak If one believes in the Savior Then he’s called a Jesus Freak But I believe a man stands tallest When he’s kneeling down to pray. And every birth is a miracle That no one should take away. And the Southern ladies in the church choir sing Their beautiful voices blending in harmony With tender care in their eyes And hearts as pure as the sunrise They give warm hugs and treat you well The friendly folk from the Bible Belt I wave to old man Wilson on his tractor He’s trying to make an honest wage He’s got a field of corn, a big red barn And rows of round baled hay Old Glory’s mounted on the front porch Of my neighbor down the way Don’t have to be the 4th of July It’s flying everyday And the Southern ladies in the church choir sing Their beautiful voices blending in harmony With tender care in their eyes And hearts as pure as the sunrise They give warm hugs and treat you well The friendly folk from the Bible Belt There’s a ten commandment sign planted front and center On every patch of lawn that I drive by And if by chance I raise my eyes to heaven I can see the face of Jesus in the clouds of a summer sky And the Southern ladies in the church choir sing Their beautiful voices blending in harmony With tender care in their eyes And hearts as pure as the sunrise It’s come on in and set a spell How’s your wife, your kids? Do tell They give warm hugs and treat you well The friendly folk from the Bible Belt