Old worn-out boots on a dusty floor, sun settin' low through the cabin door

Another day's toil, sweat on my brow, wonderin' just how I made it this far, somehow

Heart heavy with burdens sins I can't name, carried 'em 'round like a burnin' flame

Then a whisper rode in on a mountain breeze"Child, lay your troubles down, find your peace"

Amazing Grace, a wild, lonesome sound

Pulled this ol' rambling girl from the ground

Was lost in the hollers, blind to the light

Now the good Lord's shinin, burnin' ever so bright

Mama sang it soft by the creek bed's bend, when I was just a girl, 'til the very end

Preacher spoke it loud, on a Sunday morn, for souls that were weary, battered, and torn

Saw my own reflection in a muddy stream, a life full of trouble, a broken dream

But then a hand reached out, from the great unknown, led me back to the path, to find my way home

Amazing Grace, a wild, lonesome sound

Pulled this ol' rambling girl from the ground

Was lost in the hollers, blind to the light

Now the good Lord's shinin, burnin' ever so bright

Through trials and tribulations, still I roam, this mountain road ain't always a straight path home

But that sweet, sweet melody, it guides my way, keeps the darkness at bay, 'til my dying day

Amazing Grace, a wild, lonesome sound

Pulled this ol' rambling girl from the ground

Was lost in the hollers, blind to the light

Now the good Lord's shinin, burnin' ever so bright