Show Me The Light

 By Robert W. Cluney


I was born in the mountains on a rainy afternoon

The first words I ever heard was a gospel tune

I could hear my Mama praying to keep me through the night

Show me the light Lord, show me the Light

 

Chorus

Show me the light Lord, show me the Light

Keep me on the right road, keep me on the right

If I start to wander hold my hand so tight

Show me the light Lord, show me the Light

 

My Mama taught me how to pray, she taught me not to sin

She taught me to spread the Word of God among my fellow men

She taught me not to gamble, to taught me not to fight

She showed me the light Lord, she showed me the light

 

Repeat Chorus


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