Way back in my memory there's a scene that I recallOther lines relevant to the present series:
Of a little run-down cabin in the woods
Where my daddy never promised that our blue moon would turn gold
But he laid awake nights wishin' that it would.
When the world was on our radio, hard work was on our minds.
We lived our day-to-day in plain dirt fashion,
With ol' overalls and cotton balls all strapped across your back
Man, it's hard to make believe ain't nothing wrong.
But momma kept the Bible read and daddy kept our family fed,
And somewhere in between I must have grown
Cause someday I was dreamin' that a song that I was singin'
Takes me down the road to where I want to go.
Now I know, it's a long hard road
In the shadows of a working' day, our moonlight hours spentIf you don't know the Nitty Gritt Dirt Band and are tempted by this post to get to know them, start with Will The Circle Be Unbroken 1 and go on to Will The Circle Be Unbroken 2. Brilliant albums, both.
Singin' songs along with granma's radio.
Momma played the guitar then, and daddy made the saw blade bend,
And raindrops played the tin roof like a drum.