Lyrics
Introduction
I come from a poor family;
We didn't have much,
But the Lord's been good to me.
Verse
We were raised in a shack, ya'll.
Sometimes the clothes were thin
That we put on our backs,
But Mamma and Daddy, they done the best they could.
The always told me, "Son, always be good."
And, out of all the things, hey....
I know that the Lord's been good to me.
Refrain
Oh, he's been good.