Community of Faith Lyrics

There's a little piece of paper and it's taped onto a bucket
Which is sitting on the counter of a gas station near Pearlington
Pearlington is halfway from Biloxi to New Orleans
And there isn't much that's left of it since Hurricane Katrina

There's some money in the bucket, there are coins and there are crumpled bills
That look like many faces of the people there in Pearlington
Crumpled but not torn apart weathered and exhausted as they
Pick up all the pieces of their lives so quickly washed away

Community of faith, community of faith
Community of faith, community of faith
Someone put the bucket on the counter of the gas station
Right by the books of matches in early May two thousand seven

Not too many passersby these days out there in Pearlington
But every day a little bit more money in the bucket there
Community of faith, community of faith
Community of faith, community of faith

Good and decent people, flooded on a dime
Rise above the waters a quarter at a time
There's a little piece of paper and it's taped onto a bucket
But the money in the bucket's not for anyone in Pearlington

They heard of a tornado up in Kansas, a thousand miles away
So they dig a little deeper sending money up to strangers there
Community of faith, community of faith

Community of faith

Community of faith