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1 . he wore starched white shirts buttoned at the neck ,
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and he’d sit in the shade and watch the chickens peck .
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and his teeth were gone , but what the heck ,
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i thought that he walked on water .

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2 . he said he was a cowboy when he was young .
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he could handle a rope and he was good with a gun .
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and my mama’s Daddy was his oldest son , – –
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and i thought that he walked on water .

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if the story’s told , only heaven knows .
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but his hat seemed to me like an old halo .
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and although his wings , they were never seen .
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i thought that he walked on water .

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3 . then he tied a cord to the end of a mop ,
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and said , “son , here’s a pony , keep her at a trot . ”
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and i’d ride in circles while he laughed alot .
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then i’d flop down beside him .

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and he was ninety years old in sixty – three
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and i loved him and he loved me .
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and lord , i cried the day he died ,
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’cause i thought that he walked on water .

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