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