Baptism

The summer breeze, made ripples on the pond

Rattled through the rings and the willow trees beyond

Daddy in his good hat, mama in her Sunday dress

Watched with pride, as I stood there in the water up to my chest

And the preacher spoke about the cleansing blood

I sank my toes into that East Tennessee mud

And it was down with the old man, up with the new

Raised to walk in the way of light and truth

I didn't see no angels, just a few saints on the shore

But I felt like a new born baby, cradled up in the arms of the Lord

Amazing grace, oh how sweet the sound

There was glory in the air, there was dinner on the ground

And my sins went for many, were washed away and gone

Along with a buffalo nickel I forgot to leave at home

But that seemed like such a small, small price to pay

For the blessed peace of mind that came to me that day

And it was down with the old man, up with the new

Raised to walk in the way of light and truth

I didn't see no angels, just a few saints on the shore

But I felt like a new born baby, cradled up in the arms of the Lord

This road is long and dusty, sometimes the soul must be cleansed

And I long to feel that water, rushin' over me again

Down with the old man, up with the new

Raised to walk in the way of light and truth

I didn't see no angels, just a few saints on the shore

But I felt like a new born baby, cradled up in the arms of the Lord

I felt like a new born baby, cradled up in the arms of the Lord