Spanish moss drippin' from a live oak tree
Mockin' bird sittin' on a cypress knee
Sweet old sycamore blowin' in the breeze
The slammin' of the screen door
Ice cold creek and sugar white sand
Pink azalea bloomin' like to beat the band
Granddaddy reachin' down to take my hand
Gonna go to the candy store
Me and Jesus we was thick as thieves
He washed me in the blood and lordy I believed
And I gave him my heart at the altar call
Back in Eden before the fall, Eden before the fall
Coal black curls and a dimple in his chin
A swagger in his walk and a sideways grin
Even Elvis himself had nothin' on him
The boy couldn't be denied
His daddy's in the pulpit shoutin' fury and fire
We're sneakin' out the back door behind the choir
And it couldn't be wrong 'cause it was pure desire
We were saved and sanctified
Lyin' on a bed of magnolia leaves
He said I was an angel Lord and I believed
And I gave him my heart, Lord, I gave it all
Back in Eden before the fall, Eden before the fall
The apple tasted sweeter and the world was clean
I could make sense out of everything
Now it's just a beautiful dream I can't quite recall
Just like Eden before the fall, Eden before the fall
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