According to Plan - Butsenzeller

Once your girl I'm always your girl When I'm here or when I'm there Or on a plane headed somewhere You were staring down the cars Hoping it would be one of ours Children and grandchildren writing you cards But how long were you waiting for me To make a left down your street? It's not if, darling it's when Was there something left unsaid? Were your eyes green, were they blue? What was it that I forgot to ask you? Busy hands, I'll set 'em down To say I love you right out loud I'll bet you're making heaven laugh But it feels like tears and memories are all we have Once I knew it I was always a know it all Too busy too stressed out To take your call Thought I would always find you there Sitting in your TV chair While time is in a bar having a laugh somewhere The nurse said you were waiting for me To let go, to let it be It's not if, darling it's when There's always something left unsaid Were your eyes green, were they blue? What was it that I forgot to ask you? Busy hands, I'll set 'em down To say I love you here and now Did God need a new lead in his band? When this world and its people Are all we have Once your girl I'm always your girl

I was raised in the house of a real holy roller Warn the people 'bout the wages of the sin He said, "Go out out yonder to the water and travel 'Cause disciples they were fishers of men Yeah, disciples, they were fishers and men So I got me a job on the first boat rowin' And it's been a mighty long time Since I sat in the house of my father and my mother Or I seen that woman of mine Yeah, that good lovin' gal of mine I said, "Babe I'm a-goin' on a little bitty journey I'll be back when the fishin 'is through While I'm away, make haste to get ready For when Jesus comes for you" When the good Lord comes for you When Jesus comes for you, here it comes Sayin' shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God Well truth, it lies in the love of a woman Lord don't sink this boat I got a pretty little thing waiting in New Orleans With a dagger buy her throat And she don't wanna do it, but she's that crazy And if I don't make it back She'll probably die alone and cold As the Creole night turns black Sayin shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God Shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God