Song Description

nostalgic look at childhood memories and a sustaining family unit in regards to religious upbringing

Lyrics

Papa Was A Preacher

I learned the words to "Jesus
Loves Me" sittin on my
daddy's knee
Listening to my sisters
singing sweet harmony.
We lived so far out in the country
we couldn't get to town on Sunday
but the Lord always helped my daddy
keep the faith in the family.
Every Sunday after breakfast
we all put on our Sunday best
and took our Bibles up the hill
to the chapel my daddy built.
Mama taught us Sunday School
that's where I leaned the Golden Rule
We sang old hymns and daddy prayed
"thank you Lord for another Sunday"
Papa was a preacher
Mama was the teacher
and I'm a believer in the
Lord to this day
Every sunday is Easter
the Glory is sweeter
Papa was a preacher
The Lord works in wonderous ways.

I didn't know till daddy died
once he had another side
Mama told the story
of the change in his belief
She said just like Saul
from long ago your daddy
walked the rugged road
Till JESUS and the HOL Y SPIRIT
brought him to his knees
That's the day he saw the light
changed his ways and gave his life
and built this little church for you and me
So feel the spirit your daddy did
then pass it on to your own kids
That's how we keep the faith
in the family

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