J. Varnadeau, R. Partin, P. Rogers   Galatians 3; 4:9; 5:1   There was an old woman who lived in a   shoe   Who told me a tale of a man she once   knew   He walked around town with a rock on his   shoulder   And each day she'd watch him growing   older   All that he knew was the life of his past   He couldn't move forward he kept looking   back   He carried this boulder just like his dad   used to do   He didn't know why, but he thought he   was supposed to   What else could he do?   CHORUS   Why would he go back to the burdens that   he knew before   Why would he go back when he could   walk in joy and freedom   He don't have to believe he was meant for   that   Why, why would he go back?   There's just one place where he'd lay the   stone down   At his friends glass house on the edge of   town   So he'd go visit and he'd be so glad   and rattle on and on about the good time   he had   Telling his friend as he'd head toward the   door   He wished his own life could be this way   more   As he leans down to pick up his stone