She grew up plain and simple in a farming town.
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Her daddy played the fiddle and used to do the calling when they had hoedowns.
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She said the neighbors would come and they'd move all my grandma's furniture 'round.
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And there'd be twenty or more there on the old wooden floor, dancin' to a country sound.
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The Carters and Jimmy Rodgers played her favorite songs.
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And on Saturday nights there was a radio show and she'd sing along.
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I'll never forget her face when she revealed to me,
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That she'd dreamed about singing at The Grand Ol' Opry.
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Her eyes, oh, how they sparkled when she sang those songs.
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She was hanging the clothes on the line, I was a kid just a hummin' along.
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Well, I'd be playing in the grass, to her, what might've seemed, obliviously.
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There ain't no doubt about it: she sure made her mark on me.
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She played old gospel records on the phonograph.
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She turned them up loud and we'd sing along, how those days have passed.
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Just now that I am older it occurs to me,
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That I was singing in the grandest opry.
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And we sang Sweet Rose of Sharon, Abide With Me,
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'Til I ride The Gospel Ship to Heaven's Jubilee.
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And In That Great Triumphant Morning my soul will be free,
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And My Burdens Will Be Lifted when my Saviour's face I see.
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So I Don't Want to Get Adjusted to This World below,
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But I know He'll Pilot Me 'til it comes time to go.
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Oh, nothing on this earth is half as dear to me,
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As the sound of my Mama's Opry
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And we sang Sweet Rose of Sharon, Abide With Me,
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'Til I ride The Gospel Ship to Heaven's Jubilee.
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And In That Great Triumphant Morning my soul will be free,
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And My Burdens Will Be Lifted when my Saviour's face I see.
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So I Don't Want to Get Adjusted to This World below,
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But I know He'll Pilot Me 'til it comes time to go.
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Oh, nothing on this earth is half as dear to me,
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As the sound of my Mama's Opry
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Mama's Opry
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Sunny Sweeney |