Mind on Fishin’ Trace Adkins

Well I got up early on this Lord’s day
With the sun peekin’ through the curtains
Thought I’d wet a line
For a couple good hours
And still make the 10 o’clock sermon
But the sky is blue
And the breeze is cool
And they’re bitin’ good not to mention
If I left right now
Might make it somehow
But I doubt I could pay attention

I’d rather be on the lake with my mind on God
In the middle of his creation
In an old Jon Boat with my Zebco rod
For some private conversation
There might be a few people talkin’ bad about me
When they see that I’m a’missin’
But I’d rather be on the lake with my mind on God
Than in church with my mind on fishin’

Well I like that preached
And I love how it feels
When he really gets to throwin’ down
But I’d rather do my talkin’ with the man upstairs
When there’s nobody else around
If I was there right now
I’d be thinkin’ ‘bout which lure I was gonna cast
And he don’t need another fool
Sittin’ in that pew
Dreamin’ ‘bout a ten pound bass