Baptism - Kenny Chesney

The summer breeze made ripples on the pond

And rattled through the reeds and the willow trees beyond

Daddy in his good hat and 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

As I sank my toes into that cool East Texas mud

And it was down will the old man

Up with the new

Raised to walk in the ways of light and truth

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

And 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 which were 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

TO CHORUS

This road is long and dusty,

Sometimes the soul, it must be cleansed

And I long to feel that water, rushing over me again

TO CHORUS