| I been rocked to sleep many a night
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| To the tune of «what a friend"come morning,
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| «rock of ages would waken me gently once again.
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| Then dad, he’d reach up and take the bible down
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| And read it, read it loud and long.
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| I always thought that maybe our home was blest
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| When daddy would say, «mama, sing a song.»
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| Sister left home first, I guess,
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| Then bob and then Tommy and then Dan.
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| Then dad’s hair was turnin' white
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| 'n I had to be mama’s little man.
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| But it seemed that as daddy’s back growed weak,
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| Mother’s faith just growed strong.
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| And them were the greatest days of all, when mama sang a song.
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| (rock of ages, cleft for
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| Me.
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| Let me hide myself in thee.)
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| Ooh ooh ooh
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| I guess the house is still standing; |
| I don’t get back much no more.
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| No voice is left to fill them halls,
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| 'n no steps to grace the floor.
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| You see, my mama sings in heaven now,
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| Around god’s golden throne.
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| But I’ll always believe this world
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| Is a better place because, one time, my mama, sang, a song. |