Born and raised eighteen years
Baptized and saved in a million beers
Nobody famous lives 'round here
And I'm okay with that
She's a drama, she's a mama, she's my country queen
I bust my ass on big machines
Promised her forever at seventeen
And I'm okay with that

Don't call us small town
Never have been, never will
It's a cold beer sundown
And we eat what we kill
We marry angels and dance with the devil
In a place where time stands still
Can I get an, "Amen"
For livin' in Hallelujahville?

Sunday supper, we pass the biscuits
Save the grease from cast-iron skillets
D.C.'s broke and we can't fix it
And we're okay with that
We quote King James like a Waylon song
Pray at night, make love 'til dawn
Love us or leave us the hell alone
Hope you're okay with that

Don't call us small town
Never have been, never will
It's a big time sundown
Little house up on a hill
We marry angels and dance with the devil
In a place where time stands still
Can I get an, "Amen"
For livin' in Hallelujahville?
Hallelujahville

She's sitting by my side
Dirt road, slow ride
And there's no place that I'd rather be tonight

Baby, this is our town
Always has been, always will
Pour it out at sundown
Hope someday we get our fill
We ain't angels and we run from the devil
In a place where time stands still
Can I get an, "Amen", yeah
For livin' in Hallelujahville?
Hallelujahville (Hallelujah)
Hallelujahville (Hallelujah, yeah)
Hallelujahville (Hallelujah, Hallelujah)
Hallelujahville

Copyright: 3 RING CIRCUS MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Blake Griffith, Brett Taylor, Tom Douglas