Testo di Church At Gaylor Creek

Well my favorite memories are some of my first Like a sunday night meeting at an old country church Sometimes my grandparents would come and take me To an old country church house on old gaylor creek We all knew our neighbors, everyone there was friends And the preacher worked the timber like all other men We were baptized by water, we were washed in the blood I don't remember much money, but recall lots of love That church was a long time ago I'm talkin' distance and years I'm not for certain that I could even get there from here But on nights when I'm sober Not blinded by all that I see My mind washes up at that church on old gaylor creek So many of bar rooms, so many strangers Women, whiskey, so many dangers That old honky tonk highway That's a wild horse to rope Son, I've seen enough neon To circle the globe That church was a long time ago I'm talkin' distance and years But I'm not for certain that I could even get there from here But on nights when I'm sober Not blinded by all that I see My mind washes up at that church on old gaylor creek My mind washes up that church at gaylor creek