(God put a song in the heart of an angel
and softly she sang it to me)
I get to thinkin' lotta times
about when I was a lad
Of the old home place where I grew up
of the days both good and bad
My overalls were hand- me- downs
shoes full of holes
I used to walk four miles to school 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 he ever got was a badlandfarm
and seven hungry mouths to feed
And yet and somehow our
homefire never flickered once
Cause when all the things went wrong
Mama took the hymn book down
and mama sang a song
(What a friend we have
in Jesus)
I've been rocked to sleep many a night
to the tune of What a Friend
Morning come Rock of Ages it
gently wake me once again
Then daddy'd reach up and take the
Bible down and he'd read it
Read it loud and strong
And I always felt that maybe
our home was blessed
When daddy'd say mama
sing a song
Sister left home first I guess then
Bob and Tommy and Dan
By then dad's hair was turning grey
and I had to be mama's little man
But it seemed that when dad grew
weak mom's faith grew strong
And I think those were the greatest days
of all when mama sang a song
(Rock of ages cleft for me let me hide
myself in
Thee)
I guess the old house is still standin' I don't
go back much anymore
No voice is left to fill those halls
no steps to grace the floor
For you see mama sings in heaven
now round God's golden throne
But I'll always believe that this old
world is a whole lot better place
Because one time my mama sang a song
(precious mem'ries flood my soul)