Mama’s Opry

Lyrics

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 [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 [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