We're just a band that's come to bless ya like some music missionaries
We've brought every kind of instrument to fill the sanctuary
Let em' squeak and let em' buzz I'll pick the six you strum the duzz
To the One who is and forever was
Let everything that has strings praise the Lord

Let em praise the Lord
Let em praise the Lord
Let em do the things them ole' beat up strings were created for
It's about to go down like a hoedown as we throw down in this old town
Let everything that has strings praise the Lord

If there's a dobro rippin solos then you've got a HOOTENANNY!
Everybody's toes a tappin' from the babies to the grannies
When the sun goes down you know the grass turns blue
With a dosey doe & dosey do
Let everything that has strings praise the Lord

Bridge
Let those strings
Do them things
They're created for