White Horse

We are made, in the valleys yes Every mountain has its faults Every kingdom will crumble When the white horse gallops through I grew up, driving gravel roads Chasing sunsets, bobbers out on a friday night Learned to fix everything i broke Still learning how to say things right We never like where we grow up The hammy downs and the old chevy trucks We got it from the mud, it sure wasn't luck I don't put my faith in things that will rust, na na Everybody wanna know When the good Lord's coming on the horse Times is gettin' rough, it's only getting worse I know there's purpose in the pain it's alright, yeah We are made, in the valleys yes Every mountain has its faults Every kingdom will crumble When the white horse gallops through I don't know, who said it Life aint easy, it never was supposed to be But I know, God has a reason, Training season We never like where we grow up I know you felt the hate, when you just needed love Everyone you meet, it sure wasn't luck Finding guidance from father up above Everybody wanna know When the good Lord's coming on the horse Times is gettin' rough, it's only getting worse I know there's purpose in the pain it's alright, yeah We are made, in the valleys yes Every mountain has its faults Every kingdom will crumble When the white horse gallops through