Not Luck, God's Hand Lyrics

Not Luck, God's Hand

You smile and you look into the camera

For the world to see, and you lie to us

Do you really think he just got lucky

When he turned his head ever so slightly, grazing his ear

I'm telling you right now, it was not luck

It was God's hand that swatted that bullet away

Oh, I know it's that crazy Roy again

Yeah, you're right, I'm Crazy Roy, who's crazy for God

I'm the real deal, just like God made me

I sang an Elvis song years ago

YouTube hit me with copyrights that said that's Elvis

I said no, it is not, I can do Johnny Cash and more

God created me, I've had to prove my identity three times this year

I rebuke you in the name of Jesus Christ

Will you lie to God? Years ago on a karaoke website

I had the Elvis voice, they didn't choose me to sing live

They chose a girl, years back makes sence now

My friend, my drummer in my band, was murdered by an Elvis impersonator

I won a singing contest, a chance to open for Trace Adkins

I sang Kentucky Rain, people were shocked that I lost

The judges told me that Elvis wasn't country

Same thing happened to Elvis at the Grand Ole Opry

just connect the dots

Oh, I know it's that crazy Roy again

Yeah, you're right, I'm Crazy Roy, who's crazy for God

I'm the real deal, just like God made me

I sang an Elvis song years ago

YouTube hit me with copyrights that said that's Elvis

I said no, it is not, I can do Johnny Cash and more

God created me, I've had to prove my identity three times this year

I rebuke you in the name of Jesus Christ

Now I can sing in many vocal tones, so many I don't even know my own voice

God created me strong, long-winded

I thought I would need a cane by now, but I'm still wild, crazy as ever

Jesus said if they hated me, they will hate you too

I'm fearless, that's why God sent me to live in the country, in the woods

That gunmen wouldn't have made it to that roof

I'm the crazy one that, when he was just playing with his kids back in the day

They sent 10 cops pounding on my door with guns drawn

I'm fast, strong, I'm not one to trifle with

I shadow box for hours every week, I sing

I write songs like I'm writing lyrics right now

I love God, I love my country

I told God I should be in charge of guarding our president

Can you imagine how bad I would be yelling

If I had to go up on the roof to snatch that little punk off that roof

I would've held him up and said, "What the hell is this?"

And those cops would've gotten a talking to like no one has ever seen before

I had to sing to YouTube on the phone to prove it

That it was my voice, not Elvis, not a clone

I sang those lines with all my heart and soul

Proving once again that I can do it all

I'm a blast on karaoke night, stealing the show

With every note, I make the crowd go

Oh, I know it's that crazy Roy again

Yeah, you're right, I'm Crazy Roy, who's crazy for God

I'm the real deal, just like God made me

I sang an Elvis song years ago

YouTube hit me with copyrights that said that's Elvis

I said no, it is not, I can do Johnny Cash and more

God created me, I've had to prove my identity three times this year

I rebuke you in the name of Jesus Christ

I rebuke you in the name of Jesus Christ

I plead the blood of Jesus for protection let

Gods people go.