Neil Carswell - Altar Call Lyrics

I remember when I was just a boy
In the hot summer sun
Standing next to my Grandpa
You know he was the only man I ever knew
Who could truly talk to God

He never drank much water
When he worked out in the fields
He used to ride me on his tractor

And to a little boy, what a thrill
His older brother, well, he had an old mule
We used to drag his sled behind

And in the summertime we'd grind molasses too
Been fifteen winters since Grandpa passed away
But sometimes late at night
I can still hear that old fiddle when he played

My heart is hard, my soul grows weak
My tears run shallow as a muddy creek
My days are numbered
And my nights are long
God gave his son for the altar call

Fifteen winters ago
When I went out on the road
Seeking my fame and fortune
With a rock & roll show

High dollar bottles of wine, and big airliners
Never could compare to the fields I used to plow
With Grandpa as a child

My heart is hard, my soul grows weak
My tears run shallow as a muddy creek
My days are numbered
And my nights are long

God gave his son for the altar call
My heart is hard, and my soul grows weak
My tears run shallow as Muddy Creek
My days are numbered, and my nights are long
God she'd his blood for the altar call

I remember when I was just a boy
In the hot summer sun
Standing next to my Grandpa
You know he was the only man I ever knew
Who could truly talk to God