In a field of dreams where melons grow,
A gourdvine preacher sowed the seeds of faith.
His voice, like a melody in the breeze,
Whispered tales of hope and change.
(Chorus)
Come out of under that gourdvine preacher,
Let the light shine on your face.
Stand up tall, throw off your fears,
Embrace the grace.
(Verse 2)
He spoke of love, a bond unchained,
A gift divine that sets hearts free.
With eyes of compassion, he saw their plight,
Offering redemption in the darkest night.
(Bridge)
Some scoffed and jeered, dismissing his words,
Too simple, too real for their hardened minds.
Yet, the preacher persisted, his faith unwavering,
As if inspired by a force divine.
(Chorus)
Come out of under that gourdvine preacher,
Let the light shine on your face.
Stand up tall, throw off your fears,
Embrace the grace.
(Verse 3)
Under the gourdvine's shade, souls were stirred,
Finding solace in his humble teachings.
The weary found rest, the lost found hope,
In his presence, their burdens seemed to fade away.
(Verse 4)
No wealth he sought, no worldly gain,
Just the joy of spreading love's pure flame.
His spirit soared, like a bird in flight,
Carrying hearts uplifted into realms of light.
(Chorus)
Come out of under that gourdvine preacher,
Let the light shine on your face.
Stand up tall, throw off your fears,
Embrace the grace.
(Outro)
Come, taste the water of life he offers,
The sweetness that can quench the deepest thirst.
No more hiding, no more shadows to fear,
Step into the light, let your soul be free.