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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nick Hickman
Nick Hickman
Lead Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Hickman
Nick Hickman
Producer
Jeff Glasscock
Jeff Glasscock
Producer

Lyrics

Praise God and Roll Tide
 I was driving down 40 the other day I swerved to miss a rogue tire and it
made me think 
 This could have been my last day thank God those 18 wheels got out of the way 
 The next thought I had was my little boy and if I went today how I would miss
the joy 
 Of seeing him become a man id never again get to hold that little hand
 And I thought if I was to die I hope I raised him right
 I hope he saw the love that me and his momma had I hope he was damn proud to
call me dad
 And he never forgets yes mam and no sir and opens the door up for every girl 
 I pray the words in red never get old I hope his heart stays big and never
grows cold 
 And he remembers every trip to Bryant denny and still his mommas little boy
in his 20’s
 I hope I taught him the most important things in life to praise God and Roll
Tide 
 Then I flashed back to that hospital room the nurse brought you in I was
through 
 I couldn’t believe what we’d done we gave life to a perfect son 
 Then I thought about all those tee ball games with your little jersey with my
last name 
 Right there on the back I never ever wanna forget that 
 But I know one day the good lord will call me home and when im gone 
 I hope he saw the love that me and his momma had I hope he was damn proud to
call me dad
 And he never forgets yes mam and no sir and opens the door up for every girl 
 I pray the words in red never get old I hope his heart stays big and never
grows cold 
 And he remembers every trip to Bryant denny and still his mommas little boy
in his 20’s
 I hope I taught him the most important things in life to praise God and Roll
Tide 
 I wont always be around there’ll come a time when they lay me 6 feet down 
 And when my time is through I hope you remember everything I taught you 
 Never hate unless its auburn follow Christ until he returns 
 Listen to your heart and always do whats right and never leave your mommas
side 
 I hope he saw the love that me and his momma had I hope he was damn proud to
call me dad
 And he never forgets yes mam and no sir and opens the door up for every girl 
 I pray the words in red never get old I hope his heart stays big and never
grows cold 
 And he remembers every trip to Bryant denny and still his mommas little boy
in his 20’s
 I hope I taught him the most important things in life to praise God and Roll
Tide 
Written by: Nick Hickman
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