Come On To The House

Follow The Son Radio

**This is a DEMO version. Performance rights can be obtained by emailing [e-mail]. (c) 2017 Briston Chester & Follow The Son Radio, Inc.** VERSE ONE I remember as a child Playing all day in the trees My brother and my sister Scraping knees and being free Without a care or worry Running all over the woods We were never in a hurry We didn't know it, but life was good Mama'd step onto the back porch When the sun would start to set And with all the voice she had Here's what she said: CHORUS Y'all come on to the house The day is getting late The storms are rolling in And it's best that you not wait Come sit down at the table That your father has laid out Come rest your weary head, don't be long Y'all come on to the house VERSE TWO At seventeen years old On the day that I was saved The preacher spoke of Calvary And the life our Savior gave Now I can't tell you the scripture Or much of what was said But the Spirit, it got in me As I reached for the Savior's hand The preacher at the altar call Spoke words that echoed true And when I finally gave up I knew what I had to do REPEAT CHORUS BRIDGE Last night I dreamed a dream There was a flash of light and everybody screamed Through all the terror and confusion something gleamed And when the trumpet blared my Lord called the redeemed CHORUS Y'all come on to the house The day is getting late The storms are rolling in And it's best that you not wait Come sit down at the table That your father has laid out Come rest your weary head, & sing & shout Y'all come on to the house