| Randy Travis He Walked On Water |
| He wore starched white shirts... buttoned at the neck. & He'd sit in the shade... &... watch the chickens peck. & His teeth were gone... but what the heck. I thought... that he walked... on water. He said he was a cowboy... when he was young. He could handle a rope... &... he was good with a gun. & My mama's daddy... was his oldest son. & I thought... that he walked... on water. If the story' is told... only heaven knows. But... His hat seemed to me... like an old halo. & Though his wings... they were never seen. I thought... that he walked... on water. He tied a cord... to the end of a mop. & Said son... here's a pony... keep him at a trot. & I'd ride in circles... while he laughed alot. Then I'd flop down... beside him. & He was ninety years old... in sixty three. & I loved him... &... he loved me. & Lord I cried... the day he died. 'Cause... I thought... that he walked... on water. If the story' is told... only heaven knows. But... His hat seemed to me... like an old halo. & Though his wings... they were never seen. I thought... that he walked... on water. Yeah... I thought... that he walked... on water. |
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