Rich mullins first family lyrics

My folks they were always the first family to arrive 

With seven people jammed into a car that seated five 

There was one bathroom to bathe and shave in 

Six of us stood in line 

And hot water for only three 

But we all did just fine 



Talk about your miracles 

Talk about your faith 

My dad he could make things grow 

Out of Indiana clay 

Mom could make a gourmet meal 

Out of just cornbread and beans 

And they worked to give faith hands and feet 

And somehow gave it wings 



I can still hear my dad cussin' 

He's working late out in the barn 

The spring planting is coming 

And the tractors just won't run 

Mom she's done the laundry 

I can see it waving on the line 

Now they've stayed together 

Through the pain and the strain of those times 



Talk about your miracles 

Talk about your faith 

My dad he could make things grow 

Out of Indiana clay 

Mom could make a gourmet meal 

Out of just cornbread and beans 

And they worked to give faith hands and feet 

And somehow gave it wings 



And now they've raised five children 

One winter they lost a son 

But the pain didn't leave them crippled 

And the scars have made them strong 

Never picture perfect 

Just a plain man and his wife 

Who somehow knew the value 

Of hard work, good love, and real life 



Talk about your miracles 

Talk about your faith 

My dad he could make things grow 

Out of Indiana clay 

Mom could make a gourmet meal 

Out of just cornbread and beans 

And they worked to give faith hands and feet 

And somehow gave it wings