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Verse 1 Oh the morning light was golden as it danced upon the hill, And I heard my mother whisper, “May the Lord go with you still.” She placed a Bible in my hands, said, “Let this be your guide,” And the wind of County Kerry felt like Heaven by my side. Chorus So I’ll walk the righteous road, Let His truth be what I hold, With the Scriptures shining steady Like a lantern for my soul. Through the valley, through the storm, Through the nights that test my joy— I will cling to God’s own Word, For I want to be a good boy. Verse 2 My father told me stories of the saints of days gone by, Of David and Goliath, and the Lord who hears our cry. He said, “Strength is not in muscle, but in hearts that choose what’s right,” And the Irish winds were singing as the day turned into night. Chorus So I’ll walk the righteous road, Let His truth be what I hold, With the Scriptures shining steady Like a lantern for my soul. Through the valley, through the storm, Through the nights that test my joy— I will cling to God’s own Word, For I want to be a good boy. Verse 3 When I wandered as a young lad down the rocky coastal ways, I would read the words of Jesus and His mercy, slow to fade. And when tempters came to meet me, with their foolish charm and noise, I turned back to Holy Scripture, for I wanted to be a good boy. Pre-Chorus (Irish Lift) Oh the whistle in the heather, And the grace that holds me ever, By the storms of Irish weather Still His truth becomes my tether. Chorus So I’ll walk the righteous road, Let His truth be what I hold, With the Scriptures shining steady Like a lantern for my soul. Through the valley, through the storm, Through the nights that test my joy— I will cling to God’s own Word, For I want to be a good boy.