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You Are My Country
Written by Gable Price and Kristene DiMarco
Maybe we will get to heaven and realize we were both wrong
Who can throw the sharpest stone, build the biggest throne
Is there really a winner if we all have broken bones
Maybe we will get to heaven and realize we were both wrong
We're all just slapping wrists over why we all exist
Everyone's Arminian and everyone's a Calvinist
Can we tell God from a man-made king
Can we tell love from a promise ring
Can we tell the kingdom
From the kingdom where we lay our head down at night
Gunshot smoke clouds the air I need
I'm tired of fightin' wars if you're a casualty
Can we tell the kingdom
From the kingdom where we lay our head down at night
You are my country
You are my land
You are the line
I'm drawing in the sand
And maybe we will get to heaven and realize we were both wrong
We were told to take a side of which evil felt more right
Will I really find a Savior on one side of a party line
Can we tell God from a man-made king
Can we tell love from a promise ring
Can we tell the kingdom
From the kingdom where we lay our head down at night
Gunshot smoke clouds the air I need
I'm tired of fighting wars if you're a casualty
Can we tell the kingdom
From the kingdom where we lay our head down at night
You are my country
You are my land
You are the line
I'm drawing in the sand
Jesus, You are my city
You are my town
You are the King
We give You back the crown
‘Cause maybe we will get to heaven and realize we were both wrong
