(Precious sacred seems unfold)   Twenty one boy twenty one   Now you were just a young feller son the night your mama died   You don't remember but we were right there by mama's side   Your ma had a sickness son all the works she'd done   And she prayed all her life that God would let her raise you to be twenty one   Now me and you never moved the town boy we just kept on living here   And life's been pretty tough son with the past twenty one years   I remember when you were just a little feller I sued to take you to church   And it seemed my boy in the choir   With the other boys kinda give old dad's heart a jerk   You sounded like a little angel boy and to me you sure did look sweet   Even though your little ragged britches came halfway to your little feet   After the service was over it filled your papa's heart full of joy   When the preacher petted you on your little head   Looked over me and say you sure got a fine little boy   Then me and you we'd get in the wagon and you'd look over me and smile   Then I'd hand you the line and let you drive the team for a while   Yeah boy me and you had lot of fun we smiled through a lot of tears   And I wish you could have been a boy for a many million years   But if it's true son that time takes its toe   That's why the boys grow up and men grow old   Yeah life's been tough for you and me too son   And I prayed to God to let me raise ye to be twenty one   But tonight my life's bout over and my work on earth's bout done   I guess I'll go to see the Lord and live with your mama   Cause tonight son you're twenty one