Sanoja: Porter Wagoner. I Thought Of God.

I walked through the whispering forest, not a man made sound could I hear
A time fawn was playing there without a sign of fear
I walked alone up to mountain and looked out over the sea
I saw an eagle spread his wings in flight so gracefully

I knew that I was walking where mortals should not trod and
There on the lonely mountain I stopped and I thought of God
Then I walked through a busy city it was built by men and steel

A young one cries and old one dies where love and hate are real
Then I knew that I was walking where many men had trod and
There in the busy city I stopped and thought, I thought of God