Mama's Opry chords by Eve Goldberg

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Verse 1
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Well, she grew up plain and simple
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in a farm in town.
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Her daddy played the fiddle
and used to do the calling
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when they had hoedowns.
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She said the neighbors would come
and they'd move all my grandma's
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furniture around.
There'd be twenty or more,
they're on an old wooden floor,
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dancing to a country sound.
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The Carters and Jimmy Rogers
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played her favorite songs.
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And on Saturday nights
there was a radio show
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and she would sing along
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And I'll never forget her face
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when she revealed to me
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That she dreamed about singing
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at the Grand Ole Opry
Her eyes, how they'd sparkle
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when she sang those songs
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Well she was hanging
the clothes on the lawn,
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I was a kid just a -humming along
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I'd be playing in the grass to her
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what might have seemed obliviously
But there ain't no doubt about it,
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she sure made a mark on me
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She played old gospel records
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on the phonograph
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She'd turn them up loud
and we'd sing along
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with those days that passed
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Just now that I am older, it occurs to me
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I was singing in the grandest opera ring
And we sang, sweet rose you'd share
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and abide with me
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Till I ride that gospel ship
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to heaven's jubilee
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In that great triumphant morning
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my soul will be free
And my burdens will be lifted
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when my Savior's face I see
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I don't want to get adjusted
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to this world below
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And I know He'll pilot me
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till it comes time to go
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Oh, nothing on this earth
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is half as dear to me
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As the sound of my mama's opera rings
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And we sang, Sweet Rose of Sharon,
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abide with me
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Till I ride that gospel ship
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to heaven's jubilee
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In that great triumphant morning
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my soul will be free
And my burdens will be lifted
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when my Sa vior's face I see
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So I don't want to get adjusted
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to this world below
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And I know He'll pilot me
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till it comes time to go
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Oh, nothing on this earth
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is half as dear to me
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As the sound of my mama's operin'
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No, nothing on this earth
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is half as dear to me
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As the sound of my momma's off -the -reed