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• Artiste: Randy Travis
• Titre: Baptism
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The summer breaze Made ripples on the pond And rattled through the reeds And the willow trees boyond. Daddy, in his good hat Mamma 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 As I sank my toes Into the east tennessee mud. Then it was down with the old man And up with the new Raised to walk in The way of life and truth I didnt 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. --- Instrumental --- Amazing grace Oh, how sweet the sound There was glory in the air There was dinner on the ground. And my sins which were many Were washed away and gone Along with a buffalo nickel I forgot to leave at home. That semed like such a small Small price to pay For the blessed peace of mind That came to me that day. It was down with the old man And up with the new Raised to walk in The way of life and truth. I didnt 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 a soul it must be cleansed And I long to feel that water Rushing over me again. --- Instrumental --- I didnt 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. But I felt like a new born baby Cradled up in the arms of the Lord...