5 Foot 9 - Acoustic

Jack makes good whiskey, yeah
Red dirt makes good ridin' roads
Country makes good music
For kickin' up dust in a tail light glow

Dry wood makes good fires
Goodyears make good swings
All that's all good, but for me

God makes 5 foot 9, brown eyes, and a sundress
Loves Tim McGraw and a small-town accent
Ain't no way that me and this truck made her fall in love
Jack makes good whiskey
God makes the good stuff
O-o-oh, God makes the good stuff

Like that sweet little kiss she lays on me
Or when I pull up in a gravel drive
The way she dances with the raindrops
Like she's the reason why they fall from the sky
And I thank him every time I close my eyes

God makes 5 foot 9, brown eyes, and a sundress
Loves Tim McGraw and a small-town accent
Ain't no way that me and this truck made her fall in love
Jack makes good whiskey
God makes the good stuff
O-o-oh, God makes the good stuff

Oh and God made her
So I will make sure he
Didn't waste an angel on me

When he made 5 foot 9, brown eyes, and a sundress
Loves Tim McGraw, and a small-town accent
Ain't no way that me and this old truck made her fall in love
Jack makes good whiskey
God makes the good stuff
O-o-oh, God makes the good stuff
Yeah, God makes the good stuff
Whoa-o-oh, o-oh