Waking up at 6 am,
Eating a hurried breakfast
Packing up our bags, getting in the car
Driving off at a hurried rate
Hoping and praying we won’t be late
That’s how the mornings usually are
Loading up our suitcases
Cramming into the bus
Settling down for the long,
Six-hour drive
Naptime’s over way too soon
Lunchtime rolls around at noon
Hope I can hold it ‘til we arrive
(Chorus)
The Continentals are family to me
It’s what I love to do,
It’s who I wanna be
I want to witness for my King
Oh I’d do anything
If I could just tour with you again
Parking next to our concert site
Grabbing our garment bags
Wondering...
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