Story Behind The Song

No real story but after travelling through Carolina, West Virginia and Tennessee I had seen areas where this song would feel at home

Song Description

I wrote this upbeat happy song which is really about being dirt poor but not caring because there was so much love shared in the family

Lyrics

We lived in a shack in the country
Had no shoes on our feet
Mama's purse was quite often empty
But back then love and life were sweet

We'd gather hay into the barn
We never called 'em haystacks back then
And Mama would sit spinning yarn
And we'd chase hogs and put them in the pen.

I'd milk the goat every single day
We didn't ever called her by name
To make money we'd try every way
We never hung our heads in shame

We lived in a shack in the country
Had no shoes on our feet
Mama's purse was quite often empty
But back then love and life were sweet

We grew potatoes in the flowerbed
Dug 'em up and tied them in sacks
We never listened to what town people said
That we lived on the wrong side of the tracks

In the yard Grandpa played the fiddle
Ma and Papa sang the harmony
We'd all dance in the middle
Crowded out with friends and family

We lived in a shack in the country
Had no shoes on our feet
Mama's purse was quite often empty
But back then love and life were sweet

I'd gather eggs every morning
We never called 'em free range back then
But there's a new day a-dawning
Oh I want those good times back again.

We danced our way through the thunderstorms
Oh yes we surely learned to dance in the rain
For we had each other and love to keep us warm
And that was enough back then.

We lived in a shack in the country
Had no shoes on our feet
Mama's purse was quite often empty
But back then love and life were sweet

Back then love and life were sweet
Back then love and life were sweet