I Will Come Back Again Songtext
von Matt King

Once I was a Christian, I lived upon this earth
But I died and I went to Heaven, where I got my second birth
I came back as an acorn and I grew to be a tree
And I made a mighty shade when the sun came down on me

One life I was an outlaw, I lived up in the hills
I′d run the alcohol to the buyers from the stills
At a hundred miles an hour on a downhill mountain road
I turned into a white dove and I let go of my load


The last time I was through here, I was a summer wind
I whispered on your wheat fields and I called a cool rain in
And I carried all your laughter and your sweet old fiddle tunes
Right up through the rafters and gave 'em to the harvest moon

Once I was a singer, music was my church
And I put myself through hell tryin′ to write a second verse
So I came back as a chorus, the best part of the song
'Cause all your friends remember and they all sing along

Like the Christians and the outlaws and like the summer wind
Like the singer to the chorus, I will come back again
Like the singer to the chorus, I will come back again