(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 homeplace 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 badland farm 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)