Church Parking Lot

By Larry Fleet

On Stack of Records

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[Verse 1]

A small town revolved around

A piece of blacktop holy ground

Sunday mornings, Wednesday nights

Circled up after Friday night lights


[Pre-Chorus]

Never learned all the words to the verse on the sign outside

But we lived a lot of life between painted white lines


[Chorus]

Where I had my first sip of whiskey

Smoked out my best friend's truck

Talkin’ 'bout who we gonna be when we grow up

The same place where she first kissed me

The same place where we broke up

Thinkin' young love lasts forever, but it never does

Lookin’ back, I learned more than I thought

Like how to love and cuss and talk to God

In that church parkin' lot


[Verse 2]

The baptizin', the flags flyin'

The fireworks on the Fourth of July

Pot luck and all the fixin's

Granny made her famous fried chicken


[Pre-Chorus]

Sang "Amazing Grace," broke bread, and we drank the wine

We lived a lot of life between painted white lines


[Chorus]

Where I had my first sip of whiskey

Smoked out my best friend's truck

Talkin' 'bout who we gonna be when we grow up

The same place where she first kissed me

The same place where we broke up

Thinkin’ young love lasts forever, but it never does

Lookin’ back, I learned more than I thought

Like how to love and cuss and talk to God

In that church parkin' lot

In that church parkin’ lot


[Bridge]

I've seen it all, it's been a blessin'

Brand new babies and white dress weddings

For the troops that didn’t make it back

Black umbrellas and black Cadillacs


[Chorus]

Where I had my first sip of whiskey

Smoked out my best friend's truck

Talkin' 'bout who we gonna be when we grow up

The same place where she first kissed me

The same place where we broke up

Thinkin' young love lasts forever, but it never does

Lookin' back, I learned more than I thought

Like how to love and cuss and talk to God

And God knows I owe all I got

To that church parkin' lot

Yeah, that church parkin' lot