Lyrics:

Well, I was raised up by the golden rule
In an old house with a patched up roof
We had a hard home, but it pulled us close
We were family

Oh, that summer when the crops all died
Was the first time I saw daddy cry
And I heard momma say, 'What goes on here stays?'
In the family
Well, our clothes weren't new, that old car was used
But we held our own
Oh, you just can't buy that sense of pride we grew up on
In the family

I remember every Sunday night
After supper around the firelight
How peaceful daddy looked
As he read the good book to the family
Some folks said we were barely makin' do
We were better off than they ever knew
We never had much but we sure had love
In the family
Well, our clothes weren't new, that old car was used
But we held our own
Oh, you just can't buy, that sense of pride we grew up on
In the family

In the family