I remember when I was a lad, times were hard and things were bad,
but there's a silver linin' behind every cloud.
Just poor people, that's all we were,
tryin' to make a livin' out of blackland earth,
but we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud.
Daddy sang bass, mama sang tenor,
me and little brother would join right in there,
'cause singin' seems to help a troubled soul.
One of these days and it won't be long, I'll rejoin them in a song
I'm gonna join the family circle at the throne.
No, the circle won't be broken, bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye.
Daddy'll sing bass, mama'll sing tenor,
me and little brother will join right in there, in the sky, Lord, in the sky.
Now, I remember after work mama would call in all of us,
you could hear us singin' for a country mile.
Now, little brother has done gone on, but I'll rejoin him in a song,
we'll be together again up yonder in a little while.
Daddy sang bass, mama sang tenor,
me and little brother would join right in there,
'cause singin' seems to help a troubled soul.
One of these days and it won't be long, I'll rejoin them in a song
I'm gonna join the family circle at the throne.
No, the circle won't be broken, bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye.
Daddy'll sing bass, mama'll sing tenor,
me and little brother will join right in there, in the sky, Lord, in the sky
in the sky, Lord, in the sky.