Summer, Early 60's-Carter's Chord

[ti:Summer, Early 60's] [ar:Carter's Chord] [al:Carter's Chord] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Summer, Early 60's - Carter's Chord [00:28.63]It' Summer' early 60s and it must be Sunday evening [00:34.57] [00:35.19]'Cause you can smell a good revival' [00:38.75]And it's way past our bedtime [00:41.75] [00:42.30]There are hell fire brimstone preachers' [00:45.81]There are tongues interpretations' [00:48.74] [00:49.38]There are reasons that go deeper' [00:52.80]Than the treason in our souls [00:56.43]But the air is thick' and the night is warm [01:00.12]And the pew's too hard to sleep on [01:03.06] [01:03.80]It keeps us straight' no comfort here [01:07.12]This world is not our home [01:09.53] [01:10.03]There ain't no mercy for the wicked' [01:13.59]Sing the voices from the choir [01:17.03]Tonight you soul might be required [01:20.96]In the presence of the Lord [01:24.09] [01:26.60]Momma leads us past the graveyard' [01:29.84]She knows there's ghosts we have to pass by [01:33.65]And we sure don't want to wake 'em [01:37.09]In the middle of the night [01:39.99] [01:40.68]Up ahead we see her walking [01:43.86]She knows there's judgment 'round the corner [01:46.92] [01:47.67]But she keeps her pace steady' [01:50.36] [01:51.12]Got her bible in her hand [01:53.99] [01:54.68]Oh' but daddy sits at home [01:57.30] [01:58.06]Got his boots up on the table [02:01.18] [02:01.74]And he's watching Bonanaza as he hears the time tick by [02:07.93] [02:08.81]He's got cigarettes and coffee [02:11.68] [02:12.25]He's got little bean bag ashtrays [02:15.31] [02:16.00]He's listenin' to Bonanza' but the clock has got his eye [02:22.31]There ain't no mercy for the wicked' [02:25.94]Sing the voices from the choir [02:29.25]Tonight your soul might be required [02:33.25]In the presence of the Lord [02:36.56] [02:42.56]He is standing' now he's pacing [02:45.31] [02:45.88]There's a river that runs through him [02:49.31]And he can't call back his anger [02:52.75]As he meets us at the door [02:55.75] [02:56.31]There are questions' accusations [02:59.31] [02:59.88]Then he strikes' just like a rattler [03:03.00] [03:03.69]And his rage it is relentless [03:06.88]Never less than' always more [03:09.76] [03:10.44]Feel the fire in the hallway [03:13.94]See the demon in the doorway [03:17.19] [03:17.82]Our hearts are beating faster [03:20.44] [03:20.94]As we duck between the shouts [03:23.76] [03:24.57]We can hear the TV next door [03:28.13]As they push the volume louder [03:30.82] [03:31.63]They're convinced it aint' their business [03:35.13]We're just praying' make it stop [03:37.82] [03:38.32]There ain't no mercy for the wicked' [03:41.76]Sing the voices from the choir [03:45.13]Tonight your soul might be required [03:49.07]In the presence of the Lord [03:52.13] [03:52.69]There ain't no mercy for the wicked' [03:55.88]Sing the voices from the choir [03:59.14]Tonight you soul might be required [04:03.30]In the presence of the Lord [04:08.67] [04:14.18]We've got burglar-proof houses [04:16.92] [04:17.68]In our neighborhood of secrets [04:20.43] [04:21.30]There's no one breaking in here [04:24.55]And nobody getting out