The Gospel Plowboys - The dream

One ^Gnight as I lay on my pillow While ^Casleep in a dream I did ^Ggo To the ^Gplace where they crucified Jesus On that ^Aold rugged cross cruel and ^Dcold There the ^Ggreatest love story was written Visual^Cize with me if you ^Gwill Our ^CSavior on that April ^Gmorning As he carried the ^Dcross up the ^Ghill

And ^GI saw those nails, those old rusty nails And a ^Ccrown made of thorns that he ^Gwore So ^Gsad was the scene, that I cried in my dream So ^Agreat was the pain that he ^Dbore They ^Gscorned and they mocked, he drank the bitter cup As he ^Chung there with two common ^Gtheives For he ^Chad to fulfill, ^Ghis fathers own will And I was right ^Dthere in a ^Gdream

As I ^Gstood there on top of mount calvary In his ^Cpain I could hear his sad ^Gcry From the ^Gsixth hour till ninth there was darkness In my ^Adreams oh so helpless was ^DI I ^Gthank Him for that day on the mountain The ^Cprice that he paid was sup^Greme In my ^Cmind I will carry a ^Gpicture Of what I saw ^Dthere in a ^Gdream

And ^GI saw those nails, those old rusty nails And a ^Ccrown made of thorns that he ^Gwore So ^Gsad was the scene, that I cried in my dream So ^Agreat was the pain that he ^Dbore They ^Gscorned and they mocked, he drank the bitter cup As he ^Chung there with two common ^Gtheives For he ^Chad to fulfill, his ^Gfathers own will And I was right ^Dthere in a ^Gdream

For he ^Chad to fulfill, his ^Gfathers own will And I was right ^Dthere in a ^Gdream