I remember daddy playing the Wildwood Flower

When we'd gather round the parlor of our home

Uncle Wesley played the fiddle and John R played the banjo

We'd pick and sing sometimes all night long

Mama played the upright piano and I guess it must've been a thing to hear

All the neighbors gathered round they loved that country sound

And it was surely music to our ears

And that's how I learnt to love good old country music

There's somethin' about it close to my soul

I'm so glad everyone is lovin' good old country music

It's the music of the country and this country is my home

[ ac.guitar ]

Many nights I went to bed without sleepin' just a listenin' to our beatup radio

I held the groundwire tight just to get a strain or two of a faroff song from Del Rio

Oh it faded in and out through the stand but it made me dream of seeing Tennessee

And the greatest thrill of all was to see those hallowed halls

The Mother Church the Grand Ole Opry

And that's how I learnt...

[ el.banjo ]

And that's how I learnt...