My Church

Maren Morris turns radio worship into literal doctrine on "My Church," a mid-tempo country-soul stomper anchored by handclaps, a gospel-tinged choir on the hook, and a guitar riff that struts more than it twangs. The premise is simple and perfectly executed: the car is the sanctuary, the highway is the aisle, Hank Williams and Johnny Cash are the preachers. Morris sings with real grit — a rasp at the top of her range, blues phrasing on the turnarounds — and her delivery has the confidence of a songwriter who spent years in Nashville rooms writing for other people before deciding to keep one. The choral swell on "can I get a hallelujah" is arranged to feel communal rather than campy, borrowing revival-tent dynamics without irony. As her debut single it did enormous work, introducing a voice that could sit next to R&B and pop production while still reading as unmistakably country, and it won her a Grammy. It's a driving song in the most literal sense: built for the second the on-ramp opens up, volume higher than it needs to be, one hand out the window.