Iris Dement - 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 `round.
And There`d Be Twenty Or More There On The Old Wooden Floor Dancin` To A Country Sound.
The Carters And Jimmy Rodgers Played Her Favourite 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 Ol` 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 Hummin` Along.
Well, I`d Be Playing In The Grass, To Her, What Might`ve Seemed, Obliviously,
But There Ain`t No Doubt About It: She Sure Made Her Mark On Me.
An` 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.
And We Sang Sweet Rose Of Sharon, Abide With Me,
`til 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.
So I Don`t Want To Get Adjusted To This World Below,
But I Know He`ll Pilot Me `til It Comes Time To Go.
Oh, Nothing On This Earth Is Half As Dear To Me,
As The Sound Of My Mama`s Opry
And We Sang Sweet Rose Of Sharon, Abide With Me,
`til 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.
So I Don`t Want To Get Adjusted To This World Below,
But I Know He`ll Pilot Me `til It Comes Time To Go.
Oh, Nothing On This Earth Is Half As Dear To Me,
As The Sound Of My Mama`s Opry
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