of Plainview Baptist Church
The preacher Ray stood and prayed,
Lord send your an gels down today
Brother Jones then heard a rumble,
He looked out the double doors,
and much to his surprise,
A Harley -Biker clan came
Brother Jones closed the doors
and put his wallet down his shorts,
But the doors didn't stop them
When the doors flew open wide,
And si lence fell across the hardwood floors.
A preacher rang, trembled and spoke,
Can we help you, kind folk?
Hallelujah, amazing grace,
Just as I am, I'll fly away.
Yeah, we're all different,
The harvest angels showed
There's room in heaven for all kinds,
Some will walk through the gates
Miss Martha Sue looked down her nose
at those leather biker clothes
Then the bikers made their way
right down to the front pew
Just one hymnbook on the row
so Martha Sue had to share
With a biker that was six foot four
That was easy to figure out
cause it was tattooed on his arm
Right below a big black cross
But when Bruce began to sing
and his bass voice filled the room
Martha Sue found herself all hypnotized
All it took was one quick glance
And Nick Bozeman knew God's plan
Martha Sue rode home from church
Hallelujah, amazing grace
Just as I am, I'll fly away
Yeah, we're all different,
The heart of these angels
They're from in heaven for all kinds
Some will walk through the gates
Hallelujah, amazing grace
Just as I am, I'll fly away
Yeah, we're all different,
They're from in heaven for all kinds
Some will walk through the gates
