Campfire Lane

Lyrics

There’s cornbread baking in Mama’s old pan,
Sunday dinner with the good ol' fam.
Thank the Lord for the food on our plates,
Simple blessings, oh it sure tastes great.

Thank You, Jesus, for blessings like these,
Good old country life down on my knees.
Family, laughter, and a clear blue sky,
You bless me with more than money can buy.

Casting a line on the Tidewater shore,
Talking with Dad ‘bout life and more.
Every tug on that line reminds me again,
Your love is steady like a lifelong friend

Thank You, Jesus, for blessings like these,
Good old country life down on my knees.
Family, laughter, and a clear blue sky,
You bless me with more than money can buy.

Riding dirt bikes on a Saturday,
We're all smiling as we race and play.
Through every moment, Lord, I see,
You’re the heart of this family.

Thank You, Jesus, for blessings like these,
Good old country life down on my knees.
From the supper table to the riverside,
I’ll praise Your name for this country life.