in the family

Don Williams

Well I was raised up by the golden rule
In an old house with a patched up roof
We had a hard home but it pulled us close
We were family

Oh that summer when the crops all died
Was the first time I saw Daddy cry
Anââ?¬â?¢ I heard Momma say what goes on here stays
In the family

Well our clothes werenââ?¬â?¢t new, that old car was used
We held our own
Whoa you just canââ?¬â?¢t buy, that sense of pride
We grew up on, In the family

I remember every Sunday night
After supper ââ?¬Ë?round the firelight
How peaceful Daddy looked
As he read the good book
In the family

Well, some folks said we were barely makinââ?¬â?¢ do
We were better off than they ever knew
We never had much but we sure had love
In the family