Mama's Opry

She grew up plain and simple in a farming town

Her daddy played the fiddle

And used to do the calling when they had hoedowns

She says the neighbors would come

And they'd move all my grandma's furniture around

And there'd be twenty or more there on the old wooden floor Dancing to a country sound

The Carters and Jimmie Rodgers played her favorite songs

And on Saturday nights there was a radio show

And she would sing along

And I'll never forget her face when she revealed to me

That she'd dreamed about singing at The Grand Old Opry

Her eyes, oh, how they sparkled when she sang those songs

While she was hanging the clothes on the line

I was a kid just a humming along

Well, I'd be playing in the grass

To her, what might have seemed obliviously

But there ain't no doubt about it she sure made her mark on me

And she played old gospel records on the phonograph

She turned them up loud and we'd sing along

But those days have passed

Just now that I am older, it occurs to me

That I was singing in the grandest opry

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And we sang "Sweet Rose of Sharon, Abide With Me"

Until I ride "The Gospel Ship to Heaven's Jubilee"

And "In That Great Triumphant Morning" my soul will be free

And "My Burdens Will Be Lifted" when my Saviour's face I see

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So "I Don't Want to Get Adjusted to This World below"

But I know "He'll Pilot Me" until it comes time to go

Oh, nothing on this earth is half as dear to me

As the sound of my Mama's opry

[Pre-Chorus]

And we sang "Sweet Rose of Sharon, Abide With Me"

Until I ride "The Gospel Ship to Heaven's Jubilee"

And "In That Great Triumphant Morning" my soul will be free

And "My Burdens Will Be Lifted" when my Saviour's face I see

[Chorus]

So "I Don't Want to Get Adjusted to This World below"

But I know "He'll Pilot Me" until it comes time to go

Oh, nothing on this earth is half as dear to me

As the sound of my Mama's opry