I GET TO THINKING
A LOT OF TIMES
ABOUT BACK
WHEN I WAS A LAD
OF THE OLD HOME PLACE
WHERE I GREW UP
AND OF THE DAYS
BOTH GOOD AND BAD
MY OVERALLS
WERE HAND ME DOWNS
MY SHOES
WERE FULL OF HOLES
I USED TO WALK
FOUR MILES TO SCHOOL
NEARLY EVERY DAY
THROUGH THE RAIN
THE SLEET
AND THE COLD
I'VE SEEN THE NIGHTS
WHEN MY DADDY
WOULD CRY
FOR THE THINGS
THAT HIS FAMILY
WOULD NEED
BUT ALL DADDY EVER GOT
WAS A BAD LAND FARM
AND SEVEN
HUNGRY MOUTHS
TO FEED
AND YET
AND YET OUR HOME FIRE
NEVER FLICKERED ONCE
'CAUSE WHEN
ALL THESE THINGS
WENT WRONG
MAMA TOOK
THE HYMN BOOK DOWN
AND MAMA
SANG A SONG
OH I'VE BEEN ROCKED
TO SLEEP
MANY A NIGHT
TO THE TUNE
OF WHAT A FRIEND
AND THEN
COME MORNING
AND ROCK OF AGES
WOULD
WAKE ME GENTLY
ONCE AGAIN
AND THEN I REMEMBER
HOW DADDY
USED TO REACH UP
AND HE'D TAKE
THE BIBLE DOWN
AND HE'D READ IT
LOUD AND LONG
AND I ALWAYS FELT THAT
MAYBE OUR HOME
WAS BLESSED
WHEN DADDY
WOULD SAY
MAMA
SING A SONG
SISTER LEFT HOME FIRST
I GUESS AND
THEN BOB
AND THEN TOMMY
AND THEN DAN
BY THEN DAD'S HAIR
WAS TURNIN' WHITE AND
I SORT 'A HAD TO BE
MAMA'S LITTLE MAN
BUT YOU KNOW
IT SEEMED THAT
AS MY DADDY'S BACK
GREW WEAK
MY MOTHER'S FAITH
GREW STRONG
AND THOSE WERE
THE GREATEST DAYS
OF ALL
WHEN MAMA
SANG A SONG
10 BAR
VOCAL
BREAK
I GUESS THE OLD HOUSE
IS STILL STANDING
I DON'T
GET TO GO HOME
VERY MUCH ANYMORE
NO VOICE IS LEFT NOW
TO FILL THOSE HALLS
AND NO STEPS
TO GRACE THE FLOOR
FOR YOU SEE
YOU SEE MY MOTHER
SINGS UP IN HEAVEN
NOW
UP AROUND
GOD'S GOLDEN THRONE
BUT I'LL ALWAYS BELIEVE
THAT THIS OLD WORLD
IS A BETTER PLACE
BECAUSE ONE TIME
MY MAMA
SANG A SONG