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Daddy Sang Bass |
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(Carl Perkins) |
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I remember when I was a lad |
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Times were hard and things were bad |
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But there's a silver lining behind every cloud |
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Just poor people that's all we were |
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Tryin' to make a livin' out of black land dirt |
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We'd get together in a family circle singin' loud. |
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Daddy sang bass, mama sang tenor |
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Me and little brother would join right in there |
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Singin' seems to help a troubled soul |
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One of these days and it won't be long |
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I'll rejoin them in a song |
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I'm gonna join the family circle at the throne. |
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Oh no, the circle won't be broken |
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By and by Lord, by and by |
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Daddy sang bass, mama sang tenor |
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Me and little brother would join right in there |
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In the sky Lord, in the sky. |
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--- Instrumental --- |
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I remember after work |
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Mama would call in all of us |
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You could hear us singing for a country mile |
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Now little brother has done gone on |
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But I'll rejoin him in a song |
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And we'll be together again up yonder in a while. |
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Daddy sang bass, mama sang tenor |
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Me and little brother would join right in there |
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Singin' seems to help a troubled soul |
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One of these days and it won't be long |
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I'll rejoin them in a song |
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I'm gonna join the family circle at the throne. |
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Oh no, the circle won't be broken |
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By and by Lord, by and by |
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Daddy sang bass, mama sang tenor |
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Me and little brother would join right in there |
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In the sky Lord, in the sky. |
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In the sky Lord, in the sky... |
