I always thought that one of the most important conversations You could ever have in your life, is the first time you talk to God. What would you say? I remember you, in the pages of a book A lady read me once, in Sunday school I remember you, I studied every word And I hid it in my heart, just like you told me to And a stone was rolled away, and everybody prayed, The day the angels sang, I remember you And while your standing there on those trembling knees, What do you hope God says back to you I remember you, I was there when you were born I held your mamma's hand, and your daddy's too I remember you, I recall the very day You turned against the Devil, and you cried out my name And a stone was rolled away, and everybody prayed, The day the angels sang, I remember you I remember you