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Trace Adkins

Jesus Was A Hippie

 

Jesus Was A Hippie

(album: The Way I Wanna Go - 2021)


He was sitting at the bar down at Sloppy Joe's
In a dead head shirt, a little dust from the road
While the day came undone and that Key West sun
Just disappeared

Had that what's up man, 4:20 kinda charm
Little gray in his long hair, old ink on his arm
He looked strapped for cash and he didn't ask
But I bought him a beer

We talked about fishing, we talked about girls
I sat there and listened while he went around the world
With his thumb in the air and it stuck in my head
When he took a long sip, looked at me and said
"I don't need a big house, I don't need a fast car
Just a few good friends, cold beer in a bar"
He closed his eyes and smiled kinda trippy
Said, "Hey man, even Jesus was a hippie"

We kept popping them tops, stacking them cans
He said some people make fun of what they don't understand
And I felt born-again with my soul washed clean
While the neon buzzed down on Duvall Street

And we talked about fishing, we talked about girls
I sat there and listened while he went around the world
With his thumb in the air and it stuck in my head
When he took a long sip, looked at me and said
"I don't need a big house, I don't need a fast car
Just a few good friends, cold beer in a bar"
He closed his eyes and smiled kinda trippy
Said, "Hey man, even Jesus was a hippie"

Guess he kinda was

Yeah, we were living in the moment, every worry was small
We lost track of that High Life clock on the wall

Yeah, we talked about fishing, we talked about girls
I sat there and listened while he went around the world
With his thumb in the air and it stuck in my head
When he took a long sip, looked at me and said
"I don't need a big house, I don't need a fast car
Just a few good friends, cold beer in a bar"
He closed his eyes and smiled kinda trippy
Said, "Hey man, even Jesus was a hippie"
Even Jesus was a hippie

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