How my mother would shake like a stonenWhen the Rev. John Miller came comin round to callnnMommy n Daddy sold what they had to save the congregationnIf I could go away down south I'd meet a better mannI don't want no IOU's they ain't no consolationnnSaw my mommy and daddy worked to the bonenSaw my mommy and daddy worked to the bonenSaw my mommy and daddy worked to the bonenSaw my mommy and daddy pray to you LordnnAs daddy lay in the parlournI prayed for his soulnNow frail and thinnernFrom working to the bonennMommy and Daddy sold what they had to save the congregationnIf I could go a way down south I'd meet a better mannI don't want no IOU's they ain't no consolationnnSaw my mommy and daddy worked to the bonenSaw my mommy and daddy worked to the bonenSaw my mommy and daddy worked to the bonenSaw my mommy and daddy prayin to you Lordn