We just love to sing.

Wrote this song in a Baptist church
On a Thursday night after work,
With my best man Steve
layin' down some bass for me.

In a house for the Lord
I've heard you shouldn't feel bad,
But I'm standin' here feeling kind'a sad
'cause my baby's at home
she's there all alone.

I should be doin' the family thing,
But my guitar got brand new strings
{We should be doin' the family thing
but us boys ..
We just love to sing.
We just love to sing...

I'll carry this tune in this bucket I found
But in the back of my head
I keep hearin' a sound
A distant strain of Amazing Grace.
(how sweet the sound)
Standin' here next to the back row pew,
(That saved a wretch like me)
It's empty and the next one two
(I once was lost)
Me and Steve are the only souls around.
(but now I'm found)

Chorus
I don't know how but we lost the time
And I guess the word's don't have to rhyme,
'cause the clock on the wall
says day's turned into night.

Time to go home and do the family thing,
But when I get there I'll teach my girls to sing,
This song I wrote on a Thursday night
'cause us folks...
We just love to sing.
We just love to sing.

Copyright 2000 David D. Vande Velde