Countryman Prays His Prayer

He rises slow when the rooster calls,

Pulls on his shirt like a holy shawl.

Kicks the dust off his boots before he walks —

Not for the road… but for the Lord.

He lights a candle on the windowsill,

Just one flame, though the house is still.

Says a word to the sky before the sun’s up —

“I’ll do my part… You take the rest.”

Pre-Chorus

He don’t need a Bible open wide,

Just the quiet between the dawn and the tide.

Faith ain’t in the hymns — it’s in the grind…

And that’s where He meets him — every time.

Chorus

With your knees on the floor

The countryman prays his prayer

With dust on his boots and hope in his hands

He knows someone up there cares

When the lightning rolls in and the harvest feels thin

He finds his strength in the silence there

With your knees on the floor

The countryman prays his prayer

Post-Chorus

Mmm, mmm, countryman prays his prayer

Verse 2

Old wooden cross by the old barbed wire

Sunday bells floating through the air

Mama said grace at the table every night

Faith is the dirt under fingernails bare

Pre-Chorus

Sometimes it’s hard, sometimes it ain’t fair

But he trusts the good Lord’s still there

Chorus

With your knees on the floor

The countryman prays his prayer

With dust on his boots and hope in his hands

He knows someone up there cares

When the lightning rolls in and the harvest feels thin

He finds his strength in the silence there

With your knees on the floor

The countryman prays his prayer

Post-Chorus

Mmm, mmm, countryman prays his prayer

Bridge

Underneath the stars he wipes his brow

Thanks for the rain, and the sweat on his back

Life keeps on spinning, but he stands his ground

Simple faith, no looking back

Chorus

With your knees on the floor

The countryman prays his prayer

With dust on his boots and hope in his hands

He knows someone up there cares

When the lightning rolls in and the harvest feels thin

He finds his strength in the silence