In the Family
Well I was raised up by the golden rule
In an old house with a patched up roof
We had a hard home but it pulled us close
We were family
Oh that summer when the crops all died
Was the first time I saw Daddy cry
Anâ"š¬â"ž¢ I heard Momma say what goes on here stays
In the family
CHORUS:
Well our clothes werenâ"š¬â"ž¢t new, that old car was used
We held our own
Whoa you just canâ"š¬â"ž¢t buy, that sense of pride
We grew up on, In the family
I remember every Sunday night
After supper â"š¬í‹Å“round the firelight
How peaceful Daddy looked
As he read the good book
In the family
Well, some folks said we were barely makinâ"š¬â"ž¢ do
We were better off than they ever knew
We never had much but we sure had love
In the family