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

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To an old country church house on old Gaylor Creek

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We all knew our neighbors, everyone there was friends

And the preacher worked the timber like all other men

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We were baptized by water, we were washed in the blood

I don't remember much money, but recall lots of love

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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

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My mind washes up at that church on old Gaylor Creek

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(Solo)

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So many of bar rooms, so many strangers

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Women, whiskey, so many dangers

That old honky tonk highway

That's a wild horse to rope

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Son, I've seen enough neon

To circle the globe

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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

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My mind washes up that church at Gaylor Creek