Lyrics:
Dark sunglasses
And that next morning, sitting in the back pew
Praying with the Baptist
She could hear those church bells ringing, ringing
And up
hair's a mess
Let's find a church
Any one will work
Be it Baptist Methodist Lutheran Presbyterian
How bout a country chapel A city tabernacle
on the church with the steeple
Down by the village green
(La, la-la, la, la)
'Twas there I met a girl called Daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree
(La,
on the church with the steeple
Down by the village green
(La, la-la, la, la)
'Twas there I met a girl called Daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree
(La,
done
Helping the girl out from the city
His mama goes to the local Baptist church
His daddy's buried there
His daddy did two tours of duty
a little green eyed girl from Jackson?
Tell me what got ya, I just gotta know
Me, I got my Sunday learning in a Live Oak Church
Silver Queen corn in
To become a minister and by the way I understand he was very successful
And during this period of his life Tommy pasteured a small Baptist church
In the very
another life
Wednesday night supper at the First Baptist Church
Stranger standin' in the doorway
As they're passin' out the dessert
He said go
I was baptized at the baptist church
My old man taught me 'bout a hard days work
I learned how to love and learned how to fight
It's where we keep
November night
Across the wet November night
The church is bright with candlelight
And waiting Evensong, (2x)
A single bell with plaintive strokes
I was baptized at the baptist church.
My old man taught me 'bout a hard days work.
I learned how to love and learned how to fight.
It's where we
Green leaves painted white, Roses hard as stone
Snow blows soft and slow on a gravel road
In the southern snow
I walk down by the Baptist church
to church and learn to pray
Cornbread, feather bed, buttermilk
Scratch my head
Brown cow, cat's meow
C'mon mule, pull my plow!
Oats and bread, turkey
Across the wet November night
The church is bright with candlelight
And waiting evensong
And waiting evensong
A single bell with plaintive strokes
Dark sunglasses
And that next morning, sitting in the back pew
Praying with the Baptist
She could hear those church bells ringing, ringing
And up
go to church and learn to pray
Cornbread, feather bed, buttermilk, scratch my head
Brown cow, cat's meow, come on mule pull my plow
Oats and bread,
to church and learn to pray
Cornbread, feather bed, buttermilk
Scratch my head brown cow, Cat's meow
C'mon mule, pull my plow!
Oats and bread, turkey breast
roots run deep
In the country roots run deep
Baptist church raised, parkin' lot blazed
Smoked ham on the table after
Hearin' preacher man preach
Shirts
shooting
Sandy Hook Elementary
Isla Vista mass murder
Marysville-Pilchuck High School
Charleston Church
Pulse nightclub
Harvest Music Fest
First Baptist
need different boots in this country
I see you through the screen door
Abandoned below in the birch's bough
You left me on the church floor
All I ever
hand under the old oak trees
Take me back to the winding river
Where the sun sets and the memories shiver
Country roads where my heart belongs
Singing
Just as soon as I's old enough to know the difference
Mama baptized me at the Black Water Baptist Church
I came up for air with good intentions
But I
born.
Some birthday!
Ol' Sam put on a three cornered hat
And in a Richmond church he sat
And Patrick Henry told him that while America drew breath
You say you're from a planet where the tea ain't sweet
You've never seen a chicken that's fried
You've never been up in a big ol' live oak tree
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