| Traveling down a country road on a Sunday morn
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| Saw a crowd gathered at the creek at a little country farm
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| I thought that I’d go closer so I might see and hear
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| Why they looked so happy there without a thing to fear
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| Was a good old country baptizing I was at that day
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| They’d preach awhile and sing awhile then they’d all kneel down and pray
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| God’s spirit seemed to fill the air and every soul was meek
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| At a good old country baptizing down at the creek
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| I heard an old and gentle voice sing right in the end
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| We’re so glad to have you here welcome down my friend
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| We’ve had a big revival sir down to it all week
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| Now we’re having a baptizing down at the creek
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| Well among them happy be among that happy throne
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| See them all go air their sins while they’re at their own
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| They seem to be saying with a smile upon their face
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| I’m ready now to move along to my resting place
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| Was a good old country baptizing I was at that day
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| They’d preach awhile and sing awhile then they’d all kneel down and pray
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| God’s spirit seemed to fill the air and every soul was meek
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| At a good old country baptizing down at the creek |