| Lyrics
Wrote this song in a Baptist church
On a Thursday night after work,
With my best man Steve layin' down some bass for me.
In a house for the Lord I've heard you shouldn't feel bad,
But I'm standin' here feeling kind'a sad
'cause my baby's at home she's there all alone.
I should be doin' the family thing,
But my guitar got brand new strings
{We should be doin' the family thing
but us boys…..
We just love to sing.
We just love to sing…….}
I'll carry this tune in this bucket I found
But in the back of my head I keep hearin' a sound
A distant strain of Amazing Grace.
(how sweet the sound…
Standin' here next to the back row pew,
(That saved a wretch like me…
It's empty and the next one two
(I once was lost…
Me and Steve are the only souls around.
(but now I'm found…
Chorus
I don't know how but we lost the time
And I guess the word's don't have to rhyme,
'cause the clock on the wall says day's turned into night.
Time to go home and do the family thing,
But when I get there I'll teach my girls to sing,
This song I wrote on a Thursday night
'cause us folks…
We just love to sing.
We just love to sing…….}
©2000 David D. Vande Velde
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