1.

When I've Learned Enough To Die

Buddy Killen - Ray Baker - Delbert Wilson

© Tree Pub, BMI

I've met the Master on my knees been tested and been tried
I've seen the God of heaven paint the fields and country side
I've been the husband of a wife heard my newborn baby cry
But when I've learned enough to really live I'll be old enough to die old enough to die
I'm just a plain hard working man no stopping place have I found
Although I'm tired I'm still inspired at night when I lie down
I've learned to like it on God's earth sometimes I wonder why
When I've learned enough to really live I'll be old enough to die old enough to die
When I've learned enough to really live I'll be old enough to die old enough to die

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2.

The Mother Watch

Red Foley

© Unichappell Music, BMI

Oh what a wonderful happy day up there on the golden strand
When I can hear Jesus my Saviour say shake hands with mother again
She never closed her eyes at night till we were all in bed
On partly nights till we came home she often sat and read
We little thought about it then when we were young and gay
How much mama worried when we children were away
We only knew she never slept when we were out at night
And that she waited just to know that we come home all right
Why sometimes we stayed out till one two or three
And it seemed to us that mama heard the turning of the key
For always when we stepped inside she'd call and we'd reply
But we were all too young back then to understand just why
Until the last one had reuturned she always kept the light
For mama couldn't sleep until she kissed us all goodnight
She had to know that we were safe before she went to rest
She seemed to fear the world might harm the ones she loved the best
And once she said when you have grown to women and to men
Perhaps I'll sleep the whole night through I may be different then
And so it seemed that night or day we knew a mother's care
That always we got back home we'd find her waiting there
Then came the night when we were called together around her bed
The children all are with you now the kindly doctor said
And in her eyes there gleamed again the old time tender light
That told that she had been waiting just to know we were all right
She smiled the old familiar smile then prayed to God to keep
A safe from harm throughout the years and then she went to sleep
Shake hands with mother again

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3.

Father's Table Grace

Otho Jones - Homer Swell

© Flatt And Scruggs Pub, BMI

While we sit at our table my family heads bowed low
My thoughts return to childhood to the finest guy I know
He doesn't speak good English he's just a simple man
But when he talks to the Lord even a little child can understand
I was awful young and reckless the thought still comes to me
When I told dad I felt that I was old enough to leave
He sat there at the table I looked him on his face
He never spoke another word till he said the table grace
He said our graceous heavenly father we all gathered here today
To give these things of blessings so humbly we pray
My oldest son is leaving and I guess he knows what's best
But just in case would you stand by and help him stand the test
And Lord he's awful neglectful about church on Sunday morn
And if he gets with a wrong crowd would you let him hold your arm
And if he flies too high would you clip his wings
But don't let him fall too hard I'm sure that you can hand the things
Oh I've tried my best from day to day to teach him right from wrong
He's grown to be a fine young man Lord but you've always blessed our home
I just pray for understanding that he won't build upon the sand
But I won't worry half as much Lord if I know he's in your hands
And oh yeah Lord it won't be long till I'll be coming home
We'll have some long talks you and I don't make me wait too long
We beg dear Lord for guidance please cleance us from our sins
So we all can meet in heaven in Jesus name amen
The table was silent as tears went down my face
From that day on I base my life on father's table grace

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4.

Twenty One

Red Sovine - Tommy Hill - John Berg

© Fort Knox Music, BMI

(Precious sacred seems unfold)
Twenty one boy twenty one
Now you were just a young feller son the night your mama died
You don't remember but we were right there by mama's side
Your ma had a sickness son all the works she'd done
And she prayed all her life that God would let her raise you to be twenty one
Now me and you never moved the town boy we just kept on living here
And life's been pretty tough son with the past twenty one years
I remember when you were just a little feller I sued to take you to church
And it seemed my boy in the choir
With the other boys kinda give old dad's heart a jerk
You sounded like a little angel boy and to me you sure did look sweet
Even though your little ragged britches came halfway to your little feet
After the service was over it filled your papa's heart full of joy
When the preacher petted you on your little head
Looked over me and say you sure got a fine little boy
Then me and you we'd get in the wagon and you'd look over me and smile
Then I'd hand you the line and let you drive the team for a while
Yeah boy me and you had lot of fun we smiled through a lot of tears
And I wish you could have been a boy for a many million years
But if it's true son that time takes its toe
That's why the boys grow up and men grow old
Yeah life's been tough for you and me too son
And I prayed to God to let me raise ye to be twenty one
But tonight my life's bout over and my work on earth's bout done
I guess I'll go to see the Lord and live with your mama
Cause tonight son you're twenty one

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5.

I Dug My Daddy's Grave

Oakie Jones

© Moss-Rose Pub, BMI

(There's anything shared at our house tonight since God called my daddy away)
Tonight my heart is heavy there's not a tear left in my eyes
You see my dad just passed away and I've told him so many lies
There were fifteen of us in our family and not a dime did we see
So all alone there in the graveyard I had to dig my daddy's grave
As I dug my conscience hurt me and as I rise my shovel high
It seemed my entire life was quickly flashing by
I thought of how he'd beat me and I tried to make him mad
And I knew every lickin' he gave me hurt him twice as bad
I thought of how he'd leave us when our lunch was an empty sack
But I knew dad worked hard and for us kids he'd break his back
Then I thought of how we'd hurt him why I'd take his core anytime
Maybe I'd have a wreck and land in jail he'd be there to bail me out everytime
I'd stand up in the space and curse him then I'd I leave so I wouldn't see him cry
Then he'd fall on his knees and say dear God give my son another try
After the funeral was over and the coffin was laid in its place
They handed me the shovel and asked me to throw more dirt in his face
I wish I showed him how much I love him I could have had a try
But I do have one consolation he knew God before he died

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6.

Family Bible

Paul Buskirk - Claude Gray - Walt Breeland

© Glad Music, BMI

I can see us sittin' round the table when from the family Bible dad would read
I can hear my mother softly singing rock of ages rock of ages cleft for me

There's a family Bible on the table each page is torn and hard to read
But the family Bible on the table will ever be my key to memory
At the end of day when work was over and when the evening meal was done
Dad would read to us from the family Bible
And we'd count our many blessings one by one
I can see us sittin'...

This old world of ours is full of trouble but this old world would also better be
If we'd find more Bibles on the tables and mothers singing rock of ages cleft for me
I can see us sittin'...

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7.

Where Could I Go But To The Lord

James Coats

© Stamps-Baxter Music, BMI

Now tell me where could I go but to the Lord
Living below in this old sinful world hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptation sore where could I go but to the Lord
Where could I go oh where could I go seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to help me in the end (now tell me) where could I go but to the Lord

Life here is grand with friends I love so dear comfort I get from God's own word
Yet when I face the chilling hand of death where could I go but to the Lord
Where could I go...
Where could I go...

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8.

Men With Broken Hearts

Hank Williams

© Fred Rose Music, BMI

You'll meet many just like me upon life's busy street
With shoulders stooped and heads bowed down and eyes that stare in defeat
Or souls that live within the past where sorrow plays all parts
Where living death is all that's left for men with broken hearts
You have no right to be the judge to criticize and condemn
Just think but for grace of God it would be you instead of him
One careless step a thoughtless deed and then the misery starts
And to those who weep death comes cheap these men with broken hearts
Oh so humble you should be when they come passing by
For it's written that the greatest men never get too big to cry
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts
And with hope all gone they walk alone these men with broken hearts
Now you've never walked in that man's shoes or saw things through his eyes
Or stood and watched with helpless hands while the heart inside you dies
Some were propers some were kings and some were masters of arts
But in their shame they're all the same these men with broken hearts
Life sometimes can be so cruel that a heart will pray for death
God why must these living dead know pain with every breath
So help your brother along the road no matter where you start
For the God that made you made them too these men with broken hearts

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9.

(# 7 country hit)

Little Tom

Clyde Wilson

© Tree Pub, BMI

Little Tom what will be your fate Little Tom will you be someone great
Do you know right from wrong are they teaching you at home
Or have they turn you loose to roam Little Tom
I walked into a cafe and ordered myself something to eat
When a little boy walked in with his shoes half off his feet
He said (buy a paper Mister) I said how do you son
(Seven sir when my papers are sold I'll be on my way home)
What your name (Thomas but everybody calls me Little Tom
They named me after my daddy but they say I look like my mama)
I said why it's almost midnight son you should be home asleep
(I know it but I wanna get me a bicycle and I gotta help mama buy somethin' to eat
My daddy's pretty mean to us and he spends most of his money for wine
He don't hold a job like other men he gets hired all time)
I said have somethin' to eat aren't you hungry son
He said (I guess a little bit
I believe I have a hamburger and a glass of milk to go within)
Is there enought (make it too cause I ain't eat since noon)
Where you live son (on Main Street sir there's six of us livin' in one room
There's me and my three brothers and my ma and my dad
But someday I'm gonna buy me a big house if I had to turn out bad)
My appetite left me as I sat there watching him
And I thought he's just one of thousands that's brought up in a home of sin
With the parents neglect the children and forget to make the all menkind
Then wondered why there's ---- most of the time
I bit my lip and fought back tears as I watched the little guy leave the cafe
And I wondered how many more children would be brought up that way
Little Tom what will be your fate

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10.

Suppertime

Ira Stanphill

© Singspiration Music, ASCAP

Come home come home it's suppertime the shadows lengthen fast
Come home come home it's suppertime we're going home at last

Many years ago in days of childhood I used to play when evening shadows come
Then winding down that old familiar pathway I heard my mother call at set of sun
Some of the fondest mem'ries of my childhood are woven around suppertime
When mother used to call from the backsteps of the old homeplace
Come on home Ferlin it's suppertime what I would give to hear that once more
But for me time has woven a realization of the truth that's even more thrilling
And that's when the call comes up from the portal of glory to come home
For it's suppertime when all of God's children shall gather around the table
With the Lord at the greatest suppertime of them all
Come home come home...

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11.

He'll Understand And Say Well Done

Roger Wilson

© Savoy Music, BMI

Give when you give the best of your service telling the world the Saviour has come
Be not dismay when man don't believe you he'll understand and say well done
Oh when I come to the end of my journey weary of life the battle is won
Caring the staff the cross of redemption he'll understand and say well done
Oh when I come...

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12.

The Lord's Prayer

Albert Mallotte - Arnold Strals

© Deveras Music, BMI

Our father which art in heaven hallowed be Thy name
Thy kingdom come Thy will be done in earth as it is in heaven
[ organ ]
(Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors)
And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil
For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever amen

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