Every warm Sunday evening,
we all got together.
Friendly folks would come from miles around.
Oh, the times they were hard,
but they don't come no better.
We had love and chicken on the ground.
I can still see it now.
Uncle Buck would say the blessing.
We were all so thankful way back then.
We would eat and laugh and talk.
Then we started standing.
It was time for all our favorite hymns.
And we would sing
Amazing Grace and Rock of Ages and the
songs about our mansions in the sky.
Oh, we would sing.
We were all so happy waiting for that great day coming by and by.
For that great day coming by and by.
I keep going back,
but only in my memory,
it's the sweetest memory of them all.
And it don't take me long to get a special feeling.
It always comes around when I recall.
How we would sing
Amazing Grace and Rock of Ages and the
songs about our mansions in the sky.
Oh, we would sing.
We were all so happy waiting for that great day coming by and by.
For that great day coming by and by.
And we would sing Amazing Grace and Rock of Ages
and the songs about our mansions in the sky.
Oh, we would sing.
We were all so happy waiting for that great day coming by and by.