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My Folks Were Like Ma & Pa Kettle

Mark Brine
Mark Brine


Written by: Mark Brine


My folks were like MA & PA Kettle
That’s just how my childhood appears
Now that I’ve grown up ‘n wandered away.. y’ know,
It’s really been quite a few years

When I’d  run in slammin’ the screen door
“Hey MA what’s for supper tonite?”
And like a sensitive mom she would listen to me
Play my guitar , well I was tryin’, not quite

But they always had some understanding
Of what I was doin’ ‘n why
And when I think of the craziest things that I’d did
I’d feel awful just known’ they’d cried

‘Cause my folks were like MA & PA Kettle
Strugglin’ day after day
And with all of us kids, they done the best that they could
Provin’ where there’s a will there’s a way
And at times it was hard but the storms always settled
‘Cause my folks were like MA & PA Kettle
Yeah, my folks were like MA & PA Kettle

And, the children well they’re mostly all grown
There’s a few at the old house back there
But bein’ the oldest, it’s memories for me
Of a time that we no more can share

But in the back of my mind, there’s a screen door
And now and then, I can still hear it slam
And I’m back home again with MA & PA Kettle
And I’m happy for the times that I am

©1980 Chip ‘n Dale Music (ASCAP)

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