Spanish moss drippin' from a live oak tree Mockin' bird sittin' on a cypress knee Sweet old sycamore blowin' in the breeze The slammin' of the screen door
Ice cold creek and sugar white sand Pink azalea bloomin' like to beat the band Granddaddy reachin' down to take my hand Gonna go to the candy store
Me and Jesus we was thick as thieves He washed me in the blood and lordy I believed And I gave him my heart at the altar call Back in Eden before the fall, Eden before the fall
Coal black curls and a dimple in his chin A swagger in his walk and a sideways grin Even Elvis himself had nothin' on him The boy couldn't be denied
His daddy's in the pulpit shoutin' fury and fire We're sneakin' out the back door behind the choir And it couldn't be wrong 'cause it was pure desire We were saved and sanctified
Lyin' on a bed of magnolia leaves He said I was an angel Lord and I believed And I gave him my heart, Lord, I gave it all Back in Eden before the fall, Eden before the fall
The apple tasted sweeter and the world was clean I could make sense out of everything Now it's just a beautiful dream I can't quite recall Just like Eden before the fall, Eden before the fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
