Randy Travis
He Walked On Water
He wore starched white shirts buttoned at the neck,
and he`d sit in the shade and watch the chickens peck.
And his teeth were gone, but what the heck,
I thought that he walked on water.
He said he was a cowboy when he was young.
He could handle a rope and he was good with a gun.
And my mama`s daddy was his oldest son,--
and I thought that he walked on water.
CHORUS
If the story`s told, only heaven knows.
But his hat seemed to me like an old halo.
And although his wings, they were never seen.
I thought that he walked on water.
Then he tied a cord to the end of a mop,
and said, "Son, here`s a pony, keep her at a trot."
And I`d ride in circles while he laughed alot.
Then I`d flop down beside him.
And he was ninety years old in sixty-three
and I loved him and he loved me.
And lord, I cried the day he died,
`cause I thought that he walked on water.
CHORUS
He Walked On Water
He wore starched white shirts buttoned at the neck,
and he`d sit in the shade and watch the chickens peck.
And his teeth were gone, but what the heck,
I thought that he walked on water.
He said he was a cowboy when he was young.
He could handle a rope and he was good with a gun.
And my mama`s daddy was his oldest son,--
and I thought that he walked on water.
CHORUS
If the story`s told, only heaven knows.
But his hat seemed to me like an old halo.
And although his wings, they were never seen.
I thought that he walked on water.
Then he tied a cord to the end of a mop,
and said, "Son, here`s a pony, keep her at a trot."
And I`d ride in circles while he laughed alot.
Then I`d flop down beside him.
And he was ninety years old in sixty-three
and I loved him and he loved me.
And lord, I cried the day he died,
`cause I thought that he walked on water.
CHORUS