I like this song because it reminds me of my Grandpa Lax and my Grandpa Criswell. I also love the way Ronnie Dunn sings it. I think he has such a great voice. It always makes me cry. I hope you are as moved as I am when listening to it. Please click on to song #18 and enjoy.
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Old man Wrigley lived in that white house down the street where I grew up-mOmma used to send me over with things. We struck a friendship up-- I spent a few long summers out on his old porch swing. Says he was in the war when in the navy - Lost his wife, lost his baby- Broke down and asked him one time, How ya keep from going crazy? He said I'll see my wife and son in just a little while. I asked him what he meant- He looked at me and smiled, said I raise my hands, bow my head
, I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red- They tell me that there's more to0 life than just what I can see- Oh I believe. Few years later I was off at college, Talkin' to momma on the phone one night getting caught up on the gossip, the ins and outs of the small town life. She said oh by the way son, old man Wrigley's died. Later on that night, i laid there thinkin' back, thought 'bout a couple long lost summers. I didn't know whether to cry of laugh. If there was anybody deserved a ticket to the other side- it'd be that sweet old man who looked me in eye, said......I can't quote the book- the chapter, or the verse. You can't tell me it all ends in a slow ride in a hearse - You know I'm more and more convinced the longer that I live. Yeah, this can't be-
No, this can't be-
No, this can't be all there is...
1 comment:
very pretty lyrics.
thanks for sharing that.
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