Food on the Table

My dad was a big man with a will that was tough
 He was at his best when the going was rough
 He made a livin' for the family and never had to cheat
 To keep food on the table and shoes on our feet
 We sat down at the table and thanked God in prayer
 'Cause we had plenty to eat and plenty to wear
 We had patches on our britches, but mamma kept us neat
 We had food on the table and shoes on our feet
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 We picked the cotton and gathered the corn
 We were to taught to work from the day we were born
 Mom and Dad and all us children worked in the summer's heat
 To keep food on the table and shoes on our feet
 We sat down at the table and thanked God in prayer
 'Cause we had plenty to eat and plenty to wear
 We had patches on our britches, but mamma kept us neat
 We had food on the table and shoes on our feet
 Well today it's the same, no matter where you go
 If you're gonna stay ahead you've gotta stay on your toes
 You've gotta be a winner, don't believe in defeat
 If you keep food on the table and shoes on your feet
 When you sit down at the table thank God in prayer
 If you've got plenty to eat and plenty to wear
 If you've got patches on your britches, just be sure and keep them neat
 If you've got food on the table and shoes on your feet
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 We sat down at the table and thanked God in prayer
 'Cause we had plenty to eat and plenty to wear
 We had patches on our britches, but mamma kept us neat
 We had food on the table and shoes on our feet