Verse 1)
I’ve been watching the news, reading all the polls,
Checking red states and blue states but God's in control.
If the other folks win, I won't be packing my bag—
Yes, I’ll complain while I wave my American flag.
I’ll stare at the screen with a dramatized sigh,
And ask the Lord, "Oh, why, oh why?"
(Chorus)
'Cause if they take the win, I’ll be shaking my head,
Eating comfort food late while I lie in my bed.
Yeah, I’ll roll my eyes and I’ll grumble a lot,
Overthinking the future getting my stomach in a knot.
But the world keeps on turning, the stars keep their place,
There’s a higher authority running this race.
So I’ll drop in my ballot, I’ll bow down my head,
’Cause I’ve done all I can, for God’s in charge instead!
(Verse 2)
I can fret, I can tweet, I can pace on the floor,
I can debate my poor neighbor right outside my front door.
I can analyze speeches until I go blind,
And convince myself chaos is just down the line.
But my panic won't change a single recount,
And my stressing won't change God's plan any amount.
(Chorus)
'Cause if they take the win, I’ll be shaking my head,
Eating comfort food late while I lie in my bed.
Yeah, I’ll roll my eyes and I’ll grumble a lot,
Overthinking the future getting my stomach in a knot.
But the world keeps on turning, the stars keep their place,
There’s a higher authority running this race.
So I’ll drop in my ballot, I’ll bow down my head,
’Cause I’ve done all I can, for God’s in charge instead!
(Verse 3)
It’s a simple routine when the politics swing:
You cast your one vote, and you pray to the King.
You do your small part, and leave it with the Lord,
’Cause worrying endless isn't anything I can afford.
If my side doesn't make it, well, life will go on,
There'll still be a sunrise to welcome the dawn.
(Chorus)
'Cause if they take the win, I’ll be shaking my head,
Eating comfort food late while I lie in my bed.
Yeah, I’ll roll my eyes and I’ll grumble a lot,
Overthinking the future getting my stomach in a knot.
But the world keeps on turning, the stars keep their place,
There’s a higher authority running this race.
So I’ll drop in my ballot, I’ll bow down my head,
’Cause I’ve done all I can, for God’s in charge instead!
(Bridge)
So I’ll praise the Lord through the noise and the gloom,
This temporary kingdom isn't our permanent room.
No matter who wins or who leads under the dome,
I’ll lift up my voice 'cause we're soon going home!
(Outro)
Yeah, I voted my heart, and I prayed for the land,
Now the rest of the story is out of my hand.
If my side doesn't make it - well... I’ll survive - I suppose!
God’s still on the throne, and that’s just how it goes.