J. Varnadeau, R. Partin, P. Rogers Galatians 3; 4:9; 5:1
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe Who told me a tale of a man she once knew He walked around town with a rock on his shoulder And each day she'd watch him growing older
All that he knew was the life of his past He couldn't move forward he kept looking back He carried this boulder just like his dad used to do He didn't know why, but he thought he was supposed to What else could he do?
CHORUS Why would he go back to the burdens that he knew before Why would he go back when he could walk in joy and freedom He don't have to believe he was meant for that Why, why would he go back?
There's just one place where he'd lay the stone down At his friends glass house on the edge of town So he'd go visit and he'd be so glad And rattle on and on about the good time he had Telling his friend as he'd head toward the door He wished his own life could be this way more As he leans down to pick up his stone
