Ferlin Husky - Father's table grace

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