The summer breeze made ripples on the pond and rattled through the reeds and the willow trees beyond.
Daddy in His good hat and Momma is Her Sunday dress watched with pride as I stood there in the water up to my chest. The preacher spoke about the cleansing blood as I sank my toes into that cool East Tezas mud.
Chours:
(Then it was) down with the old man up the new. Raised to walk in the ways of light and truth 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 ground and my sins which were many were washed away and gone.
Along with a buffalo nickel which I forgot to leave it home. But that seemed such a small, small price to pay. For the blessed peave of mind that came to me that day.
(Chours)
The road is long and dusty, Sometimes the soul it must be cleansed and I long to feel that water rushing over me again.
I didn's see no angels just a few saints on the shore but I felt like a newborn baby craddled up in the arms of the Lord
