Brush Arbor - Swingin' Bridge lyrics

rate me

I was just a young boy playing on the swingin' bridge

Out at Grandpappy Naisbett's house through the creek and over the ridge

Laughin' out loud on that old bridge us kids would make it swing

And we could hear coming from the house the old folks as they'd sing

On the swingin' bridge swingin' bridge

Throwin' rocks to the water below I could hear Amazing Grace

I can picture Grandpappy sing as the tears rolled down his face

He'd call us kids together knowing that we'd rather play

But there's no way he'd see us leace without some time to pray

Swingin' bridge memories of how we used to pray

Somehow deep inside my soul all I am and all I know

Traces back to the day of that swingin' bridge

[ mandolin ]

All us kids are married now with children of our own

Each of us made the good Lord the foundation of our home

And in my mind I often drive through the creek and over the ridge

To pray and sing Amazing Grace from that old swingin' bridge

Swingin' bridge memories of...