Singing sweet country music, Breathing clean mountain air. Singing sweet country music, Makes me wish that I was there. It's been more than a year now, Since my daddy passed away. But I'll keep his memory with me, In the songs we used to play. Singing sweet country music, Breathing clean mountain air. Singing sweet country music, Makes me wish that I was there. Well he'd lean back in his rocker, With a bible in his hand. And he'd talk about religion, And just how to work the land. Will the circle be unbroken, By and by Lord, by and by. There's a better home awaiting, In the sky Lord, in the sky. Singing sweet country music, Breathing clean mountain air. Singing sweet country music, Makes me wish that I was there. Makes me wish that I was there. Makes me wish that I was there. We wish that I was there, We wish that I was there. We wish that I was there, We wish that I was there.