(Precious sacred seems unfold)
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Twenty one boy twenty one
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Now you were just a young feller son the night your mama died
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You don't remember but we were right there by mama's side
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Your ma had a sickness son all the works she'd done
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And she prayed all her life that God would let her raise you to be twenty one
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Now me and you never moved the town boy we just kept on living here
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And life's been pretty tough son with the past twenty one years
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I remember when you were just a little feller I sued to take you to church
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And it seemed my boy in the choir
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With the other boys kinda give old dad's heart a jerk
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You sounded like a little angel boy and to me you sure did look sweet
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Even though your little ragged britches came halfway to your little feet
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After the service was over it filled your papa's heart full of joy
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When the preacher petted you on your little head
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Looked over me and say you sure got a fine little boy
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Then me and you we'd get in the wagon and you'd look over me and smile
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Then I'd hand you the line and let you drive the team for a while
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Yeah boy me and you had lot of fun we smiled through a lot of tears
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And I wish you could have been a boy for a many million years
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But if it's true son that time takes its toe
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That's why the boys grow up and men grow old
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Yeah life's been tough for you and me too son
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And I prayed to God to let me raise ye to be twenty one
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But tonight my life's bout over and my work on earth's bout done
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I guess I'll go to see the Lord and live with your mama
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Cause tonight son you're twenty one
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Twenty One
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| Ferlin Husky |
