Waylon Jennings - Thanks Lyrics
(Bill Martin - Phil Coulter)Sunday morning in the valleyWe would gather for the serviceEmmily Jane would run to meet meShe'd smile at papa kinda nervous.All the people came from miles aroundI can still hear the sound.As they sang thanks to the LordFor the sun up in the skyFor the corn that's growing highAnd for the child that didn't die.Thanks to the LordFor the crops and for the farmFor the satrenght in my right armAnd for keepin' us from harm.Thanks, thanks, thanks, thanksThanks to the Lord for a girl like Emmily Jane.--- Instrumental ---Came the day that we were marriedAll our folks from the congregationEmmily Jane was like an angelThe sweetest thing in all creation.Papa hugged me and my mama criedeverybody smiled with pride.As they sang thanks to the LordFor the sun up in the skyFor the corn that's growing highAnd for the child that didn't die.