paroles de chanson The Gospel (According to Fishermen) - Tyler Childers

I was raised in the house of a real holy roller
Warn the people 'bout the wages of the sin
He said, "Go out out yonder to the water and travel
'Cause disciples they were fishers of men
Yeah, disciples, they were fishers and men

So I got me a job on the first boat rowin'
And it's been a mighty long time
Since I sat in the house of my father and my mother
Or I seen that woman of mine
Yeah, that good lovin' gal of mine

I said, "Babe I'm a-goin' on a little bitty journey
I'll be back when the fishin 'is through
While I'm away, make haste to get ready
For when Jesus comes for you"
When the good Lord comes for you
When Jesus comes for you, here it comes

Sayin' shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water
Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God

Well truth, it lies in the love of a woman
Lord don't sink this boat
I got a pretty little thing waiting in New Orleans
With a dagger buy her throat
And she don't wanna do it, but she's that crazy
And if I don't make it back
She'll probably die alone and cold
As the Creole night turns black

Sayin shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water
Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God

Shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water
Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God