She was a stickler about grammar, and she knew so was I.  She especially liked the theme KEEP YOUR HAND ON THE PLOW. She had never lived on a farm, but she remembered that song from the Civil Rights Movement and liked it.

 There are many verses to the song as different people sang it, but in essence the words to the song were “Keep You Hand on the Plow:  Hold on. Hold on. Keep your hand on the plow.  Hold on. Hold on.  Keep Your hand on the plow, hold on.  Heard the voice of Jesus say Come unto me, I am the way.  Keep your hand on the plow. Hold on.  When my way gets dark as night, I know the Lord will be my light.  Keep your hand on the plow, hold on. Heard the voice of Jesus say Come unto me, I am the way.  Keep your hand on the plow, hold on.”