1. I remember my Dad saying get up it’s morning son

Get your brother too, we’ve got to get some work done

We’d dread the next ten hours, then to the fields we’d go

I’d cuss the mules as Dad was saying stay between the rows

 

CHORUS:

Back when times were good and times were bad

Daylight would fade and we’d always be glad

To get back to our pillows and dream of where we’d go

To find a better way, a little brighter day

Just to find the best times we ever had

Was out with Dad between the rows

 

  1. My Dad worked the farm for sixty years before he died

And even before that day, I’d look at him and cry

‘Cause I knew he never had that much and probably never would

But now I see he had more than a man now ever could

 

CHORUS

 

I remember my Dad saying get up it’s morning son