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
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