THE SUMMER BREEZE
MADE RIPPLES ON
THE POND
AND RATTLED
THROUGH THE REEDS
AND THE
WILLOW TREES BEYOND
DADDY IN HIS GOOD HAT
AND MAMA
IN HER SUNDAY DRESS
WATCHED WITH PRIDE
AS I STOOD THERE
IN THE WATER
UP TO MY CHEST
THEN THE
PREACHER SPOKE
ABOUT THE
CLEANSING BLOOD
AS I SANK MY TOES
INTO THAT
COOL EAST TEXAS MUD
AND IT WAS
DOWN WITH
THE OLD MAN
UP WITH THE NEW
RAISED TO WALK
IN THE WAYS
OF LIGHT AND TRUE
I DIDN'T SEE NO ANGELS
JUST A FEW SAINTS
ON THE SHORE
BUT I FELT LIKE
A NEWBORN BABY
CRADLED UP
IN THE ARMS
OF THE LORD
AMAZING GRACE
OH HOW SWEET
THE SOUND
THERE WAS
GLORY IN THE AIR
THERE WAS
DINNER ON
THE GROUNDS
AND MY SINS
WHICH WERE MANY
WERE WASHED AWAY
AND GONE
ALONG WITH A
BUFFALO NICKEL
I FORGOT
TO LEAVE AT HOME
BUT THAT SEEMED LIKE
SUCH A SMALL SMALL
PRICE TO PAY
FOR THE BLESSED
PEACE OF MIND
THAT CAME
TO ME THAT DAY
AND IT WAS
DOWN WITH
THE OLD MAN
UP WITH THE NEW
RAISED TO WALK
IN THE WAYS
OF LIGHT AND TRUE
I DIDN'T SEE NO ANGELS
JUST A FEW SAINTS
ON THE SHORE
BUT I FELT LIKE
A NEWBORN BABY
CRADLED UP
IN THE ARMS
OF THE LORD
THIS ROAD
IS LONG AND DUSTY
SOMETIMES THE SOUL
IT MUST BE CLEANSED
AND I LONG
TO FEEL THAT WATER
RUSHIN' OVER
ME AGAIN
I DIDN'T
SEE NO ANGELS
JUST A FEW SAINTS
ON THE SHORE
BUT I FELT LIKE
A NEWBORN BABY
CRADLED UP
IN THE ARMS
OF THE LORD
I FELT LIKE
A NEWBORN BABY
CRADLED UP
IN THE ARMS
OF THE LORD