5 Foot 9

(Whoa-oh)
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 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
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 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