Mathew

       I had an uncle name of Matthew , 
       He was his father's only boy 
       Born just south of Colby Kansas, 
       He was his mother's pride and joy 

       *Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on 
       Love was just the way to live and die 
       Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field 
       Blue was just a Kansas summer sky 

       All the stories that he told me, 
       Back when I was just a lad 
       All the mem'ry that he gave me, 
       All the good times that he had 
       Growin' up a Kansas farm boy, 
       Life is mostly having fun 
       Ridin' on his daddy's shoulder, 
       Behind the mule beneath the sun 
       [repeat *] 

       Well I guess there were some hard times, 
       And I'm told some year were lean 
       They had a storm in forty seven, 
       A twister came and stripped'em clean 
       He lost his farm and lost his fam'ly, 
       He lost his wheat and lost his home 
       But he found the fam'ly bible 
       A faith as solid as a stone 
       [repeat *] 

       So he came to live at our house 
       And he came to work the land 
       He came to ease my daddy's burden 
       And he came to be my friend 
       So I wrote this down for Matthew 
       It's for him this song is sung 
       Ridin' on his daddy shoulder 
       Behind the mule beneath the sun 
       [repeat *]