About The Song
In the tapestry of country music, where tales of life, love, and faith intertwine, Joey+Rory emerged as authentic voices, capturing the hearts of listeners with their genuine storytelling and heartfelt melodies. Among their repertoire, “God Help My Man” stands out as a poignant prayer, a heartfelt plea for divine guidance and strength for the men in our lives.
This isn’t just another country song; it’s a window into the hearts of women who love and cherish the men in their lives. “God Help My Man” is a prayer for husbands, fathers, sons, and all the men who strive to navigate the complexities of life with integrity and strength.
The song’s lyrics, written with simplicity and sincerity, resonate with anyone who has ever worried about a loved one facing challenges. Joey+Rory capture the vulnerability of those moments when we realize that our loved ones need more than just our support; they need divine intervention.
The melody, gentle and soothing, complements the heartfelt message of the song. It’s a melody that invites reflection, a moment to pause and offer a prayer for the men who hold a special place in our hearts.
“God Help My Man” is a testament to Joey+Rory’s ability to connect with listeners on a deeply personal level. They understand the hopes and fears that come with loving someone, and they translate those emotions into a song that is both comforting and inspiring.
This song is a treasure for those who appreciate country music with depth and substance. It’s a reminder that prayer is a powerful tool, a source of strength and comfort in times of uncertainty.
Joey+Rory’s “God Help My Man” is more than just a song; it’s a prayer shared by many, a plea for divine guidance and protection for the men who shape our lives. It’s a reminder that even when we feel helpless, we can always turn to faith for strength and hope.
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There must be a real good reason why he ain’t home yetThere must be a real bad wreck slowing him downI’m hoping he blew a tyreAnd his old truck flipped and caught on fire‘Cause God help my man if he’s fooling aroundIf he’s fooling around with some hussy he knowsWhile I’m cooking his dinner and washing his clothesIf he thinks he can come home and climb into my bedHe’s got another thing coming upside his headI hope there was a homeless hooker that he gave a hug toI pray that’s her lipstick on his shirt this morning I foundAnd these seven numbers I see in his pocket better win the lottery‘Cause God help my man if he’s fooling aroundIf he’s fooling around with some hussy he knowsWhile I’m rocking his babies and washing his clothesIf he thinks he can come home and climb into my bedHe’s got a frying pan coming upside his headI hope he’s got a real good lawyer, ’cause he’s gonna need one‘Cause you know my daddy is the judge here in this small townBy the time I’m through, I’m getting my half, and I’m taking his too‘Cause God help my man if he’s fooling aroundYeah, God help my man if he’s a-fooling around