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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rodney Atkins
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Logan Mize
Songwriter
Blake Chaffin
Songwriter
Jon McElroy
Songwriter
Randy Montana
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rodney Atkins
Producer
Blake Bollinger
Producer
Ted Hewitt
Producer
Lyrics
Burned tire marks, hometown street
Red Trans Am, bad boy streak
Head held high, little too proud
Turned eighteen, got the hell out
I was ready to show 'em all a thing or two
Thank God for you
Jack on the rocks, Skynyrd bar band
College dropout, no kinda plan
Holes in my boots, one pair of jeans
American girls, Mexican weed
Sure 'nough bound for nowhere
That's the truth
Thank God for you
I thank God there's angels for young wild rebels
Girls who can dance you away from the devil
And make my world spin 'round the way you do
I thank God for the days on the front porch swinging
Holding your hand, the whole time thinking how lucky I am
Thank God for you
Woahh (Woah)
Woah
Pawn shop guitar turned up loud
Jar full of tips, beer drinking crowd
Feel right at home up on the stage
Songs about you, hell that I raised
I still got a wild hair or two, yeah
Thank God for you
I thank God there's angels for young wild rebels
Girls who can dance you away from the devil
Make my world spin 'round the way you do
I thank God for the days just a front porch swinging
Holding your hand, the whole time thinking how lucky I am
Thank God for you
Woahh (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
I thank God there's angels for young wild rebels
Girls who can dance you away from the devil
Make my world spin 'round the way you do
I thank God for the days just a front porch swinging
Holding your hand, the whole time thinking how lucky I am
Thank God for you
Writer(s): Randy Montana, Jon Mcelroy, Logan Mize, Blake Chaffin
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