I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings. Click on photo for website. (CLICK ON TITLE TO HEAR SONG) I KNOW WHERE I AM NOW by John Tubbs They loaded him in and drove to the Opry. He was old now, weary, very near blind. They pulled in through the alley that lead to the stage door. They granted his last wish just to be kind. Manys the time he had stood by the curtain, Waiting his turn to walk out on the stage; Thunderous applause once welcomed the entrance, Of this old performer now crippled with age. He leaned on them heavy as slowly they led him, Through the back entrance and up to the round; Then by some magic his bent body straightened, I can make it from here now, I know where I am. Don't worry 'bout me I know where I am now, Thanks for the hand but now I can stand I'll walk on alone; The voices and faces I know them all well now, I can hear, I can see don't worry 'bout me, I'm finally home. In life's travelling road show I've been a performer, When burdens were heavy, when days were too long; When there was a part for an old gospel singer, When folks needed hope I'd sing them my song. One of these days someone will lead me, Through Heaven's stage door and into the wing; There'll be a place in that final performance, I know my part and I'm ready to sing. Don't worry 'bout me I know where I am now, Thanks for the hand but now I can stand I'll walk on alone; The faces of loved ones, the voice of my Father, I can hear, I can see don't worry 'bout me, I'm finally home. I can hear, I can see don't worry 'bout me, I'm finally home. |