Listen to Meet Me on the Steps of the Bombed Out Church by Alan Fletcher

Meet Me on the Steps of the Bombed Out Church

Alan Fletcher

Alternative Country

187

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Alan Fletcher

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Chris McIntosh

Songwriter

Lyrics

Tell your mum your sorry

And take back those things you said

Cause you know that she just worries

And you know that you’ve not been the best

Son

She would’ve wanted riches

For you married to a local girl

But you’ve never been that way

Before you learnt to walk

You learnt to run away

So meet me on the steps of the bombed out church

I would never let you go

If only I had the chance to hold you

I kissed you in the boat but that was so long ago

And now I’m here and I’m alone

And all I want is to be is right back home

Right back home

It’s hard to walk downhill

when all the streets are glazed with ice

But I went marching thru the snow

With your face totally making

My heart glow

I told my mum you’re sorry

And I took back those things you said

Cause I know that she just worries

And I know that I’ve not been the best

Son

So meet me on the steps of the bombed out church

I would never let you go

If only I had the chance to hold you

I kissed you in the boat but that was so long ago

And now I’m here and I’m alone

And all I want is to be is right back home

So meet me on the steps of the bombed out church

I would never let you go

If only I had the chance to hold you

I kissed you in the boat but that was so long ago

And now I’m here and I’m alone

And all I want is to be right back home

Right back home

Written by: Chris McIntosh