VICKI VANN

Lyrics


In The Shadows Of My Steeple


Robert Deitch / Lisa McCallum



I was built back in '65 on the corner of North and Main

Right between the Blackroom School and the Johnson's field of hay

In the breeze the tire swing sways

In the shadows of my steeple


I am just a small town church with a black top parking lot

Cars used to fill these spaces and couldn't fine a spot

They'd spend their Sundays

In the shadows of my steeple


I saw Mrs. Jones kiss her only boy

Straighten the tie on her pride and joy

Just before he said his vows with Jenny Lee in June of '83

Never felt so full or felt so much love

'Til ten years later when he rolled his truck

And they packed the pews

To pay respect and say goodbye

I watched his momma cry

In the shadows of my steeple


The sun shines through the stained glass on a lonely balcony

The paint is peeling on a wooden door to an empty nursery

Less and less the children play

In the shadows of my steeple


I heard Pastor Paul say a simple prayer

As the holy water dripped from the hair

Of that baby boy little Jacob Ray had his momma's smile and his daddy's eyes

Watched that little boy grow to be a man

And the slip away

From the good Lord's Hand 'til that summer day

When he hit his knees with his chin held high

And raised his hands to the sky

In the shadows of my steeple

I was built back in '65 on the corner of North and Main