Waylon Jennings Thanks lyrics

Sunday morning in the valley
We would gather for the service
Emily Jane would run to meet me
She'd smile at papa, kinda nervous

All the people came from miles around
I can still hear the sound

As they sang thanks to the Lord
For the sun up in the sky
For the corn that's growing high
And for the child that didn't die

Thanks to the Lord
For the crops and for the farm
For the strength in my right arm
And for keepin' us from harm


Thanks, thanks, thanks, thanks
Thanks to the Lord, for a girl like Emily Jane

Came the day that we were married
All our folks from the congregation
Emily Jane was like an angel
The sweetest thing in all creation

Papa hugged me and my mama cried
Everybody smiled with pride

As they sang thanks to the Lord
For the sun up in the sky
For the corn that's growing high
And for the child that didn't die