Way back in my memory there's a scene that I recall
Of a little run-down cabin in the woods
Where my dad never promised that our blue moon would turn gold
But he laid awake nights wishin' that it would
When the world was on our radio hard work was on our minds
But momma kept the Bible read and daddy kept our family fed
And somewhere in between I must have grown
Cause someday I was dreamin' that a song that I was singin'
Takes me down the road to where I want to go
Now I know, it's a long hard road
Sometimes I remember when I stayed up late at night