“Well, Ben, how did you like that tract
I gave to you one day?"
The country preacher asked his man
Who kept the weeds away.
"Ah, Massa, it was jes' for me;
It sure did me some good.
I couldn't tell why call 'em 'tracks,'
But NOW I'm sure I could.
"For when I read that little book
It track me everywhere;
It track me down the cellar steps,
It track me up the stair.
"It track me right out to de barn,
'Nen to de house it come;
It track me all aroun' de farm,
At las' it track me home.
"It tracked me till I 'fessed my sins
Took dat I stole right back;
It done has tracked me to de Lawd
God bless yo' fer dat track.
"I jes' abouten wore it out.
But did yo' wan' it back?
It's trackin' Mandy! An' I knows
Jes' why yo call it 'track.' "
Amos Wells
Messages of the Love of God 12/7/1958