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Where were you when the world stopped turning?

Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day
Out in the yard with your wife and children
Working on some stage in LA.
Did you stand there in shock at the site of
That black smoke rising against that blue sky

Did you shout out in anger
In fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry

Did you weep for the children
Who lost their dear loved ones
And pray for the ones who don’t know

Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below

Did you burst out in pride
For the red white and blue
The heroes who died just doing what they do
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself and what really matters

I’m just a singer of simple songs
I’m not a real political man
I watch CNN but I’m not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran

But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day
Teaching a class full of innocent children
Driving down some cold interstate
Did you feel guilty cause you’re a survivor
In a crowded room did you feel alone
Did you call up your mother and tell her you loved her                                               Did you dust off that bible at home

Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened
Close your eyes and not go to sleep
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages
Speak with some stranger on the street
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow
Go out and buy you a gun

Did you turn off that violent old movie you’re watching
And turn on “I Love Lucy” reruns
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some stranger
Stand in line and give your own blood
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
and thank God you had somebody to love

I’m just a singer of simple songs
I’m not a real political man
I watch CNN but I’m not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran

ButI know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

I’m just a singer of simple songs
I’m not a real political man
I watch CNN but I’m not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran

But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

The greatest is love.
The greatest is love.

Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day?

-Recorded by Alan Jackson

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10 thoughts on “Where were you when the world stopped turning?

  1. I’m publishing a post in a few hours with that same title and I happen to be listening to the song right now. It’s a beautiful song and reminder of that day. Thank you. Amen.

  2. Beautiful song. Thank you for publishing the words.

  3. I was scheduled to leave for my first trip to Paris the following week. Needless to say, planes weren’t being allowed back in the states and I had to postpone the trip. But, it didn’t matter – nothing seemed to matter except kindness to others as though we were all in a fog together. And then the war – and all of that good will seemed to have drained away like the plug was pulled out of the holding tank of love. So sad.

    • I think we all remember where we were and what we were doing on that September day. And I can’t look at a blue September sky quite the same since. MJ

  4. This song and Simon and Garfunkel’s song “Sound of Silence” are the most appropriate ‘marks’ to this day in history. (In my opinion.)

  5. Good post…thanks.

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