Church on the Porch

I remember Daddy singing to that out-of-tune guitar

His calloused hands played to the hymns in his heart

After Sunday supper, on those warm summer nights

That porch swing came a pew

As he sang"I saw the light"

Church on the porch, what a sweet memory

Singing songs about Jesus as the wind blew through the trees

Clapping hands and tapping toes to a holy melody

Church on the porch, what a sweet memory

Didn't matter where you came from

Or who you were

All walks of life were welcome to that old front porch

Mama's arms were always open with a loving embrace

And the whippoorwill chimed in as she sang amazing grace

Church on the porch, what a sweet memory

Singing songs about Jesus as the wind blew through the trees

Clapping hands and tapping toes to a holy melody

Church on the porch, what a sweet memory

It don't just happen in a building

It can happen anywhere

Cause where two more are gathered

Jesus is there

Church on the porch, what a sweet memory

Singing songs about Jesus as the wind blew through the trees

Clapping hands and tapping toes to a holy melody

Church on the porch, what a sweet memory

Sweet memory