Verso 1

We were there at the Church
When the doors were open
Wednesday nights and Sunday mornings
Daddy played the guitar and momma sang
There’s just something about that name
The preacher man used
To close with a prayer
And raise your hand
If you need saving
I lost track of how many times
I bowed my head and closed my eyes

Refrão

We were saved every Sunday
We were washed by the blood
We were raised on amazing grace
A Bible belt when we acted up
We were so far from perfect
More sinner than saint
We saw the good the bad
Along the way
But still somehow we found our faith

Pós-refrão

That’s who we were
That’s how it was
That’s what we did
When we were just Church kids

Verso 2

Yeah me and my buddies
In that back row
Learn with the girls and passing notes
Round that campfire all together
Singing friends are friends forever
Lock ins on Friday night
VBS in mid July
Church bus broke down side of the road
Don’t seem that long ago

Refrão

Saved every Sunday
We were washed by the blood
We were raised on amazing grace
A Bible belt when we acted up
We were so far from perfect
More sinner than saint
We saw the good the bad
Along the way
But still somehow we found our faith

Pós-refrão

That’s who we were
That’s how it was
That’s what we did
When we were just Church kids

Ponte

Hey we were wild and free
And too young to know
Just how fast the time would go
Time would go
Looking back it shaped our soul
Those days are gone
Now I’m grown
Raising up my own
Church kids

Saída

Hey all of us church kids
Just raising up church kids