Happy Years

1. Here sometimes my heart it ponders,
As my thoughts begin to wander,
Down that little dusty trail of yesteryear,
I can see the fields so bright,
With its cotton oh so white,
As I reminisce my eyes fill up with tears.

2. I remember Grandpas buggy,
Little freckles I thought ugly,
I remember Grandmas old rocking chair,
I think about my mom and dad,
There when I was just a lad,
And to me those were the days of happy years.

3. I visualize the old home place,
Them with whom I use to play,
I recall my brothers and my sisters dear,
Oh my what a time,
In those days when folks were kind,
We believed in God and everyone would share.

4. In those days wed get together,
And wed brave the stormy weather,
So soon the sunlight would come shining through,
People cared for one another,
Children loved their dads and mothers,
From the Bible we were taught just what to do.

5. As the shades of evening fall,
I am listening for that call,
My eyes are fastened on that old home place,
Though a prodigal I have been,
Having drifted out in sin,
Im waiting for that supper call to Adams race.

6. Oh, where are the days thats gone
With their good old fashioned homes,
Where are the moms and dads of yesterday,
Can someone please tell me when,
Happy days will come again,
I believe it will be when we learn to pray.

7. Folks, weve left the old foundation,
And forsaken our salvation,
Its the day of judgment, we must pay our dues,
Jesus is a friend and guide,
He wants to calm the raging tide,
Lets repent, believe the Bible to be true.

8. I can smell that new mown hay,
And mamas supper that awaits,
I can tell that my days work is almost done,
I can hear my mama call,
As she beckons to us all,
Soon the children will head homeward in a run.
