[00:14.000]In Gueda Springs, Kansas, a stone's throw from Portland
[00:20.000]A young Amer Stocking, kneels down to pray
[00:26.000]He prays for his young wife, his son and his daughter
[00:32.000]And prays for the winter to hurry and fade
[00:38.000]On an old Country Road, the Lord spoke to Amer
[00:44.000]Become my preacher an' I'll see your needs
[00:51.000]And every congregation in Eastern Kansas
[00:57.000]Has heard Amer's message and Mrs. Stocking sing
[01:06.000]To every Country Chapel, they would drive to Sundays
[01:12.000]Preaching the Gospel, some twice a day
[01:18.000]His wife played piano and sounding like angels
[01:23.000]Brought tears of salutation to old Kansas ways
[01:30.000]On an old Country Road, the Lord spoke to Amer
[01:36.000]Become my preacher an' I'll see your needs
[01:43.000]And every congregation in Eastern Kansas
[01:49.000]Has heard Amer's message and Mrs. Stocking sing
[02:25.000]80 years a minister and miracles a million
[02:31.000]Saving lost sinners, helping us old ones
[02:37.000]Now at evenings he drifts off, into pleasant slumber
[02:43.000]Sleeping in his Rocking Chair
[02:45.000]Resting in the Lord
[02:48.000]On an old Country Road, the Lord spoke to Amer
[02:54.000]Become my preacher an' I'll see your needs
[03:01.000]And every congregation in Eastern Kansas
[03:06.000]Has heard Amer's message and Mrs. Stocking sing
[03:13.000]On an old Country Road, the Lord spoke to Amer
[03:19.000]Become my preacher an' I'll see your needs
[03:26.000]And every congregation in Eastern Kansas
[03:31.000]Has heard Amer's message and Mrs. Stocking sing
[03:43.000]And every congregation in Eastern Kansas
[03:47.000]Has heard Amer's message and Mrs. Stocking sing