(Whoa-oh)

♪

Jack makes good whiskey, yeah

Red dirt makes good riding roads

Country makes good music

For kickin' up dust in a taillight glow

Dry wood makes good fires

Good years make good swings

All that's all good but for me

God makes

5 foot 9, brown eyes in 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

But God makes the good stuff

Whoa-oh, oh-oh, God makes the good stuff

Like that sweet little kiss she lays on me

When I pull up in the 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 in 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

But God makes the good stuff

♪

God made her so I'ma make sure

He didn't waste an angel on me

When He made

5 foot 9, brown eyes in 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

But God makes the good stuff

5 foot 9, brown eyes in 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

But God makes the good stuff

(Whoa-oh)

Yeah, God makes the good stuff

Yeah, God makes the good stuff (whoa-oh)

Whoa, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh