by user36574 » Sat Dec 21, 2013 3:34 am
It Looks Like Everybody's Going Home - Primitive Quartet
I REMEMBER COUNTRY CHURCH ON SUNDAY MORNING
HOW WE PRAYED AND WE SANG THOSE GOOD OLD SONGS
HOW HIS HANDS RAISED IN THE AIR, OLD SAINTS SHOUTING
AND EVERYBODY SINGING THIS WORLD IS NOT OUR HOME
AND I REMEMBER HEARING FIRE AND BRIMSTONE PREACHED FROM HEAVEN AND WATCHING SINNERS RUN DOWN THE AISLE
AS EVERYBODY GATHERED ROUND AND PRAYED THAT SOUL TO VICTORY AND TEARS FLOWED WHEN A SINNER CAME AS A LITTLE CHILD
AND EVERYBODY TALKED ABOUT HEAVEN
HOW WE DON'T MEET AROUND THE THRONE
NOW IT SEEMS AS IF MOST OF THEM ARE MISSING
IT LOOKS LIKE EVERYBODY'S GOING HOME
()
I LOOK AROUND AND I FEEL LIKE A STRANGER
THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES SEEM SO FEW
ONE BY ONE THEY HAVE ALL WALKED THE ROAD TO HEAVEN
AND SOMEHOW I FEEL LIKE I'M SO MUCH CLOSER TOO
AND AS I THINK UPON THE GOOD TIMES LEFT BEHIND ME
SAINTS HAVE GONE DOWN GATHERED ROUND THE THRONE
BUT I KNOW I'LL SEE THOSE OLD FAMILIAR FACES ONCE AGAIN
CAUSE THEY WERE ALL JUST PASSING THROUGH
THIS WORLD WAS NOT THEIR HOME
AND EVERYBODY TALKED ABOUT HEAVEN
HOW WE DON'T MEET AROUND THE THRONE
NOW IT SEEMS AS IF MOST OF THEM ARE MISSING
IT LOOKS LIKE EVERYBODY'S GOING HOME
NOW IT SEEMS AS IF MOST OF THEM ARE MISSING
IT LOOKS LIKE EVERYBODY'S GOING HOME
It Looks Like Everybody's Going Home - Primitive Quartet
I REMEMBER COUNTRY CHURCH ON SUNDAY MORNING
HOW WE PRAYED AND WE SANG THOSE GOOD OLD SONGS
HOW HIS HANDS RAISED IN THE AIR, OLD SAINTS SHOUTING
AND EVERYBODY SINGING THIS WORLD IS NOT OUR HOME
AND I REMEMBER HEARING FIRE AND BRIMSTONE PREACHED FROM HEAVEN AND WATCHING SINNERS RUN DOWN THE AISLE
AS EVERYBODY GATHERED ROUND AND PRAYED THAT SOUL TO VICTORY AND TEARS FLOWED WHEN A SINNER CAME AS A LITTLE CHILD
AND EVERYBODY TALKED ABOUT HEAVEN
HOW WE DON'T MEET AROUND THE THRONE
NOW IT SEEMS AS IF MOST OF THEM ARE MISSING
IT LOOKS LIKE EVERYBODY'S GOING HOME
()
I LOOK AROUND AND I FEEL LIKE A STRANGER
THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES SEEM SO FEW
ONE BY ONE THEY HAVE ALL WALKED THE ROAD TO HEAVEN
AND SOMEHOW I FEEL LIKE I'M SO MUCH CLOSER TOO
AND AS I THINK UPON THE GOOD TIMES LEFT BEHIND ME
SAINTS HAVE GONE DOWN GATHERED ROUND THE THRONE
BUT I KNOW I'LL SEE THOSE OLD FAMILIAR FACES ONCE AGAIN
CAUSE THEY WERE ALL JUST PASSING THROUGH
THIS WORLD WAS NOT THEIR HOME
AND EVERYBODY TALKED ABOUT HEAVEN
HOW WE DON'T MEET AROUND THE THRONE
NOW IT SEEMS AS IF MOST OF THEM ARE MISSING
IT LOOKS LIKE EVERYBODY'S GOING HOME
NOW IT SEEMS AS IF MOST OF THEM ARE MISSING
IT LOOKS LIKE EVERYBODY'S GOING HOME