He was sittin' on the back row
Of a little country church
Years of memories and a lifetime of regret
With trembling hands and a broken heart
Tears rolled down his face
As he hung on every word the preacher said
But when they sang his momma's favorite song,
He couldn't hold it in
He said Sing it again
The story of love
Cause singing it once
Is never enough
I need some time
To let it sink in
So turn it around
Sing it again
Been awhile now since that moment
In that little country church
We still see him every now and then
Oh and he's still reminiscing
on how his life was changed
And the old song where it all began
We know before his hand goes up
He still can't hold it in
He'll say Sing it again
The story of love
Cause singing it once
Is never enough
I need some time
To let it sink in
So turn it around
And Sing it again
The story of love
Cause singing it once
Is never enough
I need some time
To let it sink in
So turn it around
Sing it again