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Richest Folks in This

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[Verse 1] Screen door slams, the cicadas hum Twilight fades as the evening comes Lightning bugs floating through the dark Down in the holler, a quiet spark You and me on this weathered oak floor Barefoot dancing right outside the door The bullfrogs sing from the creek bed deep While the world down below prepares to sleep [Chorus] And I look through the glass at the kids inside Laughing in the hall with their eyes open wide Got no velvet ropes, got no silver spoon Just a worn-out swing and a golden moon Talking 'bout Jesus and how He leads us through Holding your hand like I used to do We might not have gold in a bank downtown But we’re the richest folks in this mountain town [Verse 2] Old wooden swing creaks soft and slow Watching that gentle evening glow You lean your head right on my chest Count every blessing, we are truly blessed The stars cut through the high ridge line Whispering grace that is yours and mine A simple life built on solid rock Unmoved by the ticking of the kitchen clock [Chorus] And I look through the glass at the kids inside Laughing in the hall with their eyes open wide Got no velvet ropes, got no silver spoon Just a worn-out swing and a golden moon Talking 'bout Jesus and how He leads us through Holding your hand like I used to do We might not have gold in a bank downtown But we’re the richest folks in this mountain town [Bridge] They say money talks, but it can't buy peace Or the quiet joy when the worries cease Just an old front porch and a Savior's love And a million stars in the sky above [Chorus] Looking through the glass at the kids inside Laughing in the hall with their eyes open wide Got no velvet ropes, got no silver spoon Just a worn-out swing and a golden moon Talking 'bout Jesus and how He leads us through Holding your hand like I used to do We might not have gold in a bank downtown But we’re the richest folks in this mountain town [Outro] Yeah, the richest folks... On this old front porch. [Instrumental Fade Out]