He wore starched white shirts buttoned at the neck
He'd sit in the shade and watch the chickens peck
And his teeth were gone, but what the heck
I thought that he walked on water

Said he was a cowboy, when he was young
He could handle a rope and he was good with a gun
My mama's daddy was his oldest son
And I thought that he walked on water

And if the story was told, only heaven knows
But his hat seemed to me like an old halo
And though his wings, they were never seen
I thought that he walked on water

Well, he tied a cord to the end of a mop
And said, "Son, here's a pony, keep her at a trot"
And I'd ride in circles while he laughed a lot
Then I'd flop down beside him

He was ninety years old in '63
I loved him and he loved me
Lord, I cried the day he died
'Cause I thought that he walked on water

But if the story was told, only heaven knows
But his hat seemed to me like an old halo
And though his wings, they were never seen
I thought that he walked on water

I thought that he walked on water

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Writer(s): Allen Shamblin