Church Kids

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We were there at the church when the doors were open, Wednesday nights and Sunday mornings.

Daddy played the guitar and Mama sang, "There's just something about that name.

" The preacher man used to close with a prayer and, "Raise your hands if you need saving.

" I lost track of how many times I bowed my head and I closed my eyes. We were saved every Sunday.

We were washed by the blood, and we were raised on amazing grace. A Bible belt when we acted up.

We were so far from perfect, more sinner than saint.

We saw the good, the bad along the way, but still, somehow we found our faith. That's who we were, that's how it was, that's what we did.

We were just church kids.

Yeah, me and my buddies on that back row, flirting with the girls and passing notes.

'Round that campfire all together, singing "Friends are friends forever. "

Lock-ins on Friday night and VBS in mid-July.

Church bus broke -down side of the road. -Down side of the road.

Don't seem that long ago.

We were saved every Sunday.

We were washed by the blood, and we were raised on amazing grace. A Bible belt when we acted up.

We were so far from perfect, more sinner than saint.

We saw the good, the bad along the way, but still, somehow we found our faith. That's who we were, that's how it was, that's what we did.

-Yeah! -We were just church kids.

Hell, we -were wild and free and too young to know -Too young to know.

-Just how fast the time would go. -Time would go.

Looking back, it shaped our soul.

Those days are gone, and now I'm grown, raising up my own church kids.

Yeah, all of us church kids.

Just raising up church kids.