I sat down in an old church pew
Same way that I always do
Every Sunday morning since I was a kid
And for some reason I couldn't help
Thinking 'bout the tales that bench could tell
Of people who sat here just like this
People full of faith
People full of doubt
People all just trying their best
To figure it all out
Church pews, they've got stories
They've got so much that they've seen
The best of saints, the worst of sinners
And every bit of in between
We all come for different reasons
But Lord knows we all need Jesus
And He's always saving room for me and you
Right here in this church pew
Funeral flowers and wedding rings
Users trying to just get clean
Doesn't matter why we're walking through that door
Those echoes of amazing grace
Keep on ringing through this place
And leave us different than we were before
Church pews, they've got stories
They've got so much that they've seen
The best of saints, the worst of sinners
And every bit of in between
We all come for different reasons
But Lord knows we all need Jesus
And He's always saving room for me and you
Right here in this church pew
People lifting hands
People crying tears
The beautiful and broken
All are welcome here
Church pews, they've got stories
They've got so much that they've seen
The best of saints, the worst of sinners
And every bit of in between
We all come for different reasons
But Lord knows we all need Jesus
And He's always saving room for me and you
Right here
Right here in this church pew
In this church pew
