Tekst piosenki
We travelled Kansas and Missouri spreading the good news A preachers family in our pressed clothes and worn out polished shoes Momma fixed us soup beans and served them up by candlelight She tucked us in at night Oh she worried through many a sleepless night Dad and me would stop by the store when the day was done Standin at the counter he said "I forgot to get the peaches, son.""What kind should I get?" I said to him there where he stood in line And he answered just like I knew he would "Go and get the cheapest kind"ref:But the love, the love, the love It was not the cheapest kind It was rich as, rich as, rich as ,rich as, rich as Any you could ever find I see the ghost of my grandfather from time to time In some big city amongst the people all dressed so fine He usually has a paper bag clutched real tight His work clothes are dirty He don't look at nobody in the eye Oh he was little, he was wirey, and he was lots of fun He was rocky as Ozark dirt that he come from And they was raisin seven children on a little farm In not the best of times The few things that they got from the store Was always just the cheapest kindref Fancy houses with wealthy poeple I don't understand I always wish I could live holdin on to my grandpa's hand So he could lead me down that gravel road somewhere To that little house where there's just enough supper For whosever there My people's hands and faces they are so dear to me All I have to do is close my eyes and I see `em all so near to me I have to cry I have to laugh When I think of all the things that have drawn those lines So many years of makin do with the cheapest kindref 2x
