baptism the summer breeze, made ripples on the pond rattled through the reeds 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 and i sank my toes into that east tennessee mud
then 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 newborn 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
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 newborn baby, cradled up in the arms of the lord
this road is long and dusty, sometimes the soul it must be cleansed and i long to feel that water, rushing 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 newborn baby, cradled up in the arms of the lord i felt like a newborn baby, cradled up in the arms of the lord
