Lyrics

Like a book on a shelf Taking up space Like a six string in a closet Locked up in its case I was lost and alone Just another man 'Til you finally picked me up and made me who I am I'm like Billy Graham's bible And that old guitar Willie plays The good lord had a plan for them The moment they were made In the right hands, they come alive You understand, the reason why Some things wind up where they're meant to be Like Billy Graham's bible Willie's old guitar, and me My whole life changed When I found you I never dreamed I'd ever be the me That I've turned into I'd be out there driftin' On my own Always lying in your lovin' arms I know I'm finally home Like Billy Graham's bible And that old guitar Willie plays The good lord had a plan for them The moment they were made In the right hands, they come alive You understand, the reason why Some things wind up where they're meant to be Like Billy Graham's bible Willie's old guitar, and me Well, souls got saved and blue eyes cried Here I am with you tonight Thank God, some things wind up where they're meant to be Like Billy Graham's bible Willie's old guitar, and me
Writer(s): James Edward Melton, Neal Lee Coty, Chris Du Bois Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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