Bible and a .44 - Trisha Yearwood, Patty Loveless

He had a Southern drawl like a red-bone hound

Every song he sang was my favorite sound

He’d be the last one off if the ship went down

Kinda man it feels good to be around

Kinda man it feels good to be around

Had hair as white as a cotton field

And he could spin you a story like a wagon wheel

Never went nowhere without a rod and reel

Lord I miss that man and I always will

I miss that man and I always will

He’d see through a lie like an old screen door

He taught me how to hunt and how to love the Lord

He carried a bible and a .44

And they just don’t make 'em like that no more

Said, «take what you’ve got and do the best you can

Best thing you’ll ever own is a piece of land»

Y’all he knew his like the back of his hand

He was something else, my old man

He was something else, my old man

He’d see through a lie like an old screen door

He taught me how to hunt and how to love the Lord

He carried a bible and a .44

And they just don’t make 'em like that no more

Saw him strum this thing every chance he could

And he left it to me like he said he would

If you ask me why it sounds so good

It’s 'cause I’m holdin' more than strings and wood

I’m holdin' more than strings and wood

He’d see through a lie like an old screen door

He taught me how to hunt and how to love the Lord

He carried a bible and a .44

And they just don’t make 'em like that no more

No they just don’t make 'em like that no more