
Bainbridge Valley Saint
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- storytelling
- female vocalist
- melodic
- contemporary country
- country pop
- americana
- ballad
- fiddle
- 2020s
Lyrics
Verse 1
Sunday porch was paint and pine
Stronger than any mountain vine
Five small faces at the door
Wanted much but you gave more
She'd count those heads like morning light
Keeping the cold from every night
Pre-Chorus
She never once complained
Through the winter ice and rain
Hands rough but her heart was steady
For whatever world was ready
Chorus
Oh Nancy
You built a house out of hollowed clay
In that Bainbridge valley
Where the five of us still pray
The kitchen feels quiet now
Without your apron on the chair
We see you in the sunrise
Still guiding us everywhere
Everywhere
Verse 2
Rose kept the flowers in the yard
Frankie found the working hard
Cathy has your quiet way
While Timmy talks through half the day
Then Glenn became a taller man
Just like you always said he can
Pre-Chorus
The Ohio sky turns gray
Since they carried you away
Faith deep as the rolling river
All the love you had to deliver
Chorus
Oh Nancy
You built a house out of hollowed clay
In that Bainbridge valley
Where the five of us still pray
The kitchen feels quiet now
Without your apron on the chair
We see you in the sunrise
Still guiding us everywhere
Everywhere
Bridge
Softly spoken
Never broken
A gentle wind through the sycamore
Opening one final door
Going home to find some rest
Putting all your chores to the chest
Chorus
Oh Nancy
You built a house out of hollowed clay
In that Bainbridge valley
Where the five of us still pray
The kitchen feels quiet now
Without your apron on the chair
We see you in the sunrise
Still guiding us everywhere
Everywhere
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