Family Tree - Aaron Watson

Sunday afternoon church potluck

George Jones blaring from my grandpa’s truck

Granny’s fried chicken and her sweet tea

Now that’s a bittersweet memory

The old tire swing where my little boys play

Well, that was me only yesterday

Doing double back flips off the branch in the tank

Kissing on you and fishing from the bank

We’ve had some good times, got through the bad times

The sound of laughter always covers up the sad times

Strong as an oak, solid as a hickory

That’s a love made in the shade of our family tree

Passed down from my granny and my grandpa

Mom and daddy kept it safe, kept it sturdy and tall

Summers were hot, winters were long

But our roots were deep and our faith was strong

Now some are gone, and some are all grown

You and me, baby, branched out on our own

With every sunset comes another sunrise

I can see my daddy in our little boys' eyes

Lost love once throughout the years

Remember their smiles and dry those tears

'Cause they’ll live on in your heart and mine

So let love grow like a country vine

We’ve had some good times, got through the bad times

The sound of laughter always covers up the sad times

Strong as an oak, solid as a hickory

That’s a love made in the shade of our family tree

Made in the shade of our family tree

Sunday afternoon church potluck

George Jones blaring from my grandpa’s truck

A family that prays together

Is a family that stays together

Love the Lord thy God and Savior

With all your heart and love thy neighbor

A family that prays together

Is a family that stays together

Love the Lord thy God and Savior

With all your heart and love thy neighbor