Tekster: Pat Green. Footsteps Of Our Fathers.

We are walking in the footsteps of our fathers
Standing in the shadows of our mothers
Trying to learn from those who came before us
We see the road maps in the lines upon their face

And as I look out on this crazy congregation
The truth is inside we?re all the same
Come on all my sisters and my brothers
Let?s go walking
Walking in the footsteps of our Father

Now I?m the first to say I don?t know what I?m doin?
And I ain?t gonna preach what I don?t know
I ain?t no deep theologer, no PhD psychologer
I?m makin? all this shit up as I go

But I know for sure we?re all in this together
And in a thousand years we still won?t get it right
So let?s rip a page out of ole? Hank Williams? hymnal
Let?s have a little church right here tonight

As I look down at the brother of my daughter
As I kneel and kiss my sister of my son
I only hope I leave a righteous path to follow
As they go walking
Walking in the footsteps of their Father

We are walking in the footsteps of our fathers
Standing in the shadows of our mothers
Trying to learn from those who came before us
We see the road maps in the lines upon their face

And as I look out on this crazy congregation
The truth is inside we?re all the same
Come on all my sisters and my brothers
Let?s go walking
Walking in the footsteps of our Father

We are walking in the footsteps of our Father
Of our heavenly Father