J. Varnadeau, R. Partin, P. Rogers

            Galatians 3; 4:9; 5:1

     There was an old woman who lived in a

     shoe

     Who told me a tale of a man she once

     knew

     He walked around town with a rock on his

     shoulder

     And each day she'd watch him growing

     older

     All that he knew was the life of his past

     He couldn't move forward he kept looking

     back

     He carried this boulder just like his dad

     used to do

     He didn't know why, but he thought he

     was supposed to

     What else could he do?

     CHORUS

     Why would he go back to the burdens that

     he knew before

     Why would he go back when he could

     walk in joy and freedom

     He don't have to believe he was meant for

     that

     Why, why would he go back?

     There's just one place where he'd lay the

     stone down

     At his friends glass house on the edge of

     town

     So he'd go visit and he'd be so glad

     and rattle on and on about the good time

     he had

     Telling his friend as he'd head toward the

     door

     He wished his own life could be this way

     more

     As he leans down to pick up his stone