(God put a song in the heart of an angel)
(And softly, she sang it to me)
I get to thinking lots of times
About back when I was a lad
Of the old home place where I grew up
Of the days, both good and bad
My clothes were hand-me downs
My shoes were 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 badland farm
And seven hungry mouths to feed
And yet, and yet, our home fire never flickered once
When all these things would go 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
And come morning, Rock of Ages
Would wake me gently once again
And then Daddy would reach up
And he'd take the Bible down
And He'd read it, 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,
Then Bob, then Tommy, then Dan
By then dad's hair was turning white
And I had to be my mama's little man
But it seemed as daddy's back grew weak
My mother's faith just grew stronger
And 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 house is still standing
I don't get to go back much anymore
No voice is left to fill those halls
And no steps to grace the floor
But, You see
My mother sings in Heaven now
Around God's golden throne
But I'll always believe
This world's a better place
Because one time
My mama sang a song
(Precious memories flood my soul)