(Donna Hughes) Donna Hughes: Lead Vocal Kim Gardner: Dobro Greg Luck: Guitar, Fiddle Ashby Frank: Mandolin Johnny Dowdle: Bass Many miles and days, spent by my daddy's side I got to know him well, we were together all the time A hard-working man, with a Bible on his arm His lungs stayed filled with dust, rolling hay on that old farm. His worn out hands they built my dollhouse and many miles of fence They even built a real house, him and mama have lived in ever since He's never missed a Sunday, in that old country church He's always kind to strangers, and he's always kept his word. Arthritis took him over, keeps him awake at night He don't deserve the pain, his silver hair is turning white He no longer drives his tractor, it just sits out in the barn And thought he is retired, he still works hard. He was never rich, but he never wanted anything He sat out in the rain, selling cars and old machines His old truck is barely running, but he drives it with a smile He always made sure I had better, and that I was first in line. Chorus: A simple man, worth his weight in gold I wouldn't trade him, for everything I own A simple man, simply growing old But my love for him ain't simple And I sure hope he knows...
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Copy to Clipboard: (Donna Hughes) Donna Hughes: Lead Vocal Kim Gardner: Dobro Greg Luck: Guitar, Fiddle Ashby Frank: Mandolin Johnny Dowdle: Bass Many miles and days, spent by my daddy's side I got to know him well, we were together all the time A hard-working man, with a Bible on his arm His lungs stayed filled with dust, rolling hay on that old farm. His worn out hands they built my dollhouse and many miles of fence They even built a real house, him and mama have lived in ever since He's never missed a Sunday, in that old country church He's always kind to strangers, and he's always kept his word. Arthritis took him over, keeps him awake at night He don't deserve the pain, his silver hair is turning white He no longer drives his tractor, it just sits out in the barn And thought he is retired, he still works hard. He was never rich, but he never wanted anything He sat out in the rain, selling cars and old machines His old truck is barely running, but he drives it with a smile He always made sure I had better, and that I was first in line. Chorus: A simple man, worth his weight in gold I wouldn't trade him, for everything I own A simple man, simply growing old But my love for him ain't simple And I sure hope he knows...
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