Creeks,Fields and Apple Trees
(B.Lambeth)

I grew up in a dys-functional family
In an empty little town outside of Northern California
I was the last of four children
None of us really had the same name.

I was the punk of the neighborhood
They all said I'd never amount to anything good but
I was just a boy with a chip on my shoulder

But I had....
Creeks,and fields,and apple trees........

Well I used to pick the wildflowers in the field and I'd,
take 'em home to my mom and she'd put ' em on the window sill
In a vase that my sister made in 2nd grade class.
Oh those days they dont seem so long ago but,
since then my mom has passed and there's a great big hole
and that fields a shopping center where wild flowers used to grow

When I had....
Creeks,and fields,and apple trees....

All creation sings....
Hallelujah,Hallelujah,Hallelujah,Hallelujah
Halle-lujah,Halle-lujah !

He gave me ...
Creeks,fields,and apple trees...

I found a letter in a bible in a drawer
Mom had wrote to JESUS many years before
To remind of her of that day
When She felt the presence of the LORD
It said he led her to a poppy in a field
She picked and she took it on home and put it
on her window sill
And As she walked away that day she knew that there was nothing the LORD wouldnt see her through

Now she has....
Creeks,fields,and apple trees........

Now she has someone to hold her and love her forever...

Psalm 103:5 [NLT] He fills my life with good things.My youth is renewed like the eagles !