Christmas tunage friday

geetar · Dec 24, 2019

glass eye · Dec 24, 2019

You was a baby like I was once
You was cryin' in the early mornin'
You was born in a stable Lord
Reid Memorial is where I was born
They wrapped you in swaddling clothes
Me they dressed in baby blue
Well, I was twelve years old in the meeting house
Listening to the old men pray
Well, I was tryin' hard to figure out
What it was that they was tryin' to say
There you were in the temple
They said, "You weren't old enough to know the things you knew"
Well did you grow up hungry?
Did you grow up fast?
Did the little girls giggle when you walked past?
Did you wonder what it was that made them laugh?
And did they tell you stories 'bout the saints of old
Stories about their faith
They say stories like that make a boy grow bold
Stories like that make a man walk straight
And you was a boy like I was once but was you a boy like me
Well I grew up around Indiana
You grew up around Galilee and if I ever really do grow up
Lord, I wanna grow up and be just like you
Well did you wrestle with a dog
And lick his nose?
Did you play beneath the spray of a water hose?
Did you ever make angels in the winter snow?
And did they tell you stories 'bout the saints of old
Stories about their faith
They say stories like that make a boy grow bold
Stories like that make a man walk straight
Did you ever get scared
Playing hide and seek?
Did you try not to cry when you scraped your knee?
Did you ever skip a rock across a quiet creek?
And did they tell you stories 'bout the saints of old
Stories about their faith
They say stories like that make a boy grow bold
Stories like that make a man walk straight
And I really may just grow up
And be like you someday