Blow on you restless wind, up to your old tricks again
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Bear down you Texas sun, you make the desserts dry and the brush fires run
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Splintered wood rusty chains, this old front porch swing remains
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A pendulum of memories, goes back and forth on a summer breeze
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Chorus:
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Singing old church hymns and nursery rhymes
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From the days way back before my time
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With a little child upon my knee
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Singing every sweet word back to me
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Look how far I had to come
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To get back where I started from
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With a child's wisdom passin' time
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Singing old church hymns and nursery rhymes
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I've run the race I've walked the wire, I paid the price of my desire
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And the only time I've known it all, is just before I took a fall
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So howl your lone coyote song, fade to sapphire sky of dawn
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Count me in the lucky men, to send the world around again
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Chorus
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Old Church Hymns And Nursery Rhymes
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Beth Nielsen Chapman |