Mama's Opry
Harmony of Heritage: Mama's Opry Echoes Through Generations
Lyrics
She grew up plain and simple in a farming town.
Describes the narrator's mother growing up in a simple farming town.
Her daddy played the fiddle
Her father played the fiddle.
And used to do the calling when they had hoedowns.
Her father used to call during hoedowns (traditional rural social events).
She said the neighbors would come
Neighbors would gather and rearrange furniture for dancing.
And they'd move all my grandma's furniture 'round.
Neighbors would move furniture, creating a lively atmosphere.
And there'd be twenty or more there on the old wooden floor,
Twenty or more people would dance on the old wooden floor to country music.
Dancin' to a country sound.
Recalls the vibrant social scene and dancing to country music.
The carters and Jimmy Rodgers played her favorite songs.
The Carters and Jimmy Rodgers played her favorite songs.
And on Saturday nights there was a radio show and she'd sing along.
On Saturday nights, they listened to a radio show and sang along.
I'll never forget her face when she revealed to me,
The mother dreamed of singing at the Grand Ole Opry.
That she'd dreamed about singing at the grand ol' opry.
Her eyes, oh, how they sparkled
The narrator, as a child, hums along while the mother hangs clothes.
When she sang those songs.
Reflects on the impact the mother had on the narrator.
She was hanging the clothes on the line,
The mother made a lasting impression on the narrator.
I was a kid just a hummin' along.
Recalls playing in the grass while the mother sang.
Well, I'd be playing in the grass, to her,
She left an indelible mark on the narrator's life.
What might've seemed, obliviously.
There ain't no doubt about it,
She played old gospel records on the phonograph.
She sure made her mark on me.
Listening to gospel records and singing along.
She played old gospel records on the phonograph.
She turned them up loud and we'd sing along,
They sang gospel songs loudly together, creating fond memories.
How those days have passed.
Reflects on the passage of time.
Just now that I am older it occurs to me,
Realization of singing in a grander Opry, metaphorically.
That I was singing in the grandest opry.
And we sang sweet rose of Sharon, abide with me,
Expresses the anticipation of riding the gospel ship to heaven's jubilee.
'til I ride the gospel ship to heaven's jubilee.
A hopeful vision of a triumphant morning with a free soul.
And in that great triumphant morning my soul will be free,
Anticipation of burdens being lifted upon seeing the savior's face.
And my burdens will be lifted when my savior's face I see.
So I don't want to get adjusted to this world below,
Confidence in being guided until it's time to depart.
But I know he'll pilot me 'til it comes time to go.
Nothing on earth is as dear as the sound of the mother's opry.
Oh, nothing on this earth is half as dear to me,
As the sound of my mama's opry
Reiteration of singing gospel songs and the anticipation of heaven.
And we sang sweet rose of Sharon, abide with me,
Expectation of burdens being lifted upon seeing the savior's face.
'til I ride the gospel ship to heaven's jubilee.
And in that great triumphant morning my soul will be free,
Rejecting attachment to worldly matters.
And my burdens will be lifted when my savior's face I see.
Confidence in being guided until the time to depart.
So I don't want to get adjusted to this world below,
But I know he'll pilot me 'til it comes time to go.
Reiteration of rejecting attachment to the world.
Oh, nothing on this earth is half as dear to me,
Confidence in being guided until the time to depart.
As the sound of my mama's opry
Nothing on earth is as dear as the sound of the mother's opry.
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