Reminiscing on my mom and this song she used to sing as a form of disciplinary measure (as i look back now), came to mind and I had to search it out online to jog my memory on missing words. Pl find below my recollection of the words omitted:

In country, town or city
Some people will be found
Who spend their lives in grumbling
At everything around...

God bless you all.

We called this song "Grumblers", and my childhood quartet won a talent contest with it. Here are the complete words to the first verse, as I remember them:

In country, town or city
Some people can be found
Who spend their lives in grumbling
At everything around.
Oh, yes, they always grumble
No matter what we say
For these are chronic grumblers
And they grumble night and day.

I heard this song first when I was only 10 years old, then 7 years later. I have been looking for the sheet music score since then, now I'm 32, I'm yet to find it, I don't know where else to search. Can anyone please help. My email address is [email protected]

God bless you all as you help.

Both pieces--the one quoted and the one the previous post mentions--were written by Thoro Harris.

I heard this growing up and the words were changed to reflect them accepting Christ and "moving to thanksgiving street, where joy was complete" ... anyone else heard that version?

The name of it is 'The Grumble Song"
I looked it up on Google and it and came up on YouTube.
Good Luck
Bless y'all

sending the full lyrics I also learned the song 35 years ago and had the lyrics n country town or city,
Some people can be found,
Who spend their life in grumbling,
At everything around
O yes they they always grumble
No matter what they say
They spend their lives in grumbling
And they grumble night and day

CHORUS
Oh they grumble on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
Grumble on Thursday too
Grumble on Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Grumble all the whole week through.
They grumble in the city
They grumble on the farm
They grumble at their neighbours; they think it is no harm.
They grumble at their husbands,
They grumble at their wives.
They grumble at their children,
And their grumbling never dies.

They grumble when it's raining
They grumble when it's dry
And when the crops are failing
They grumble and they sigh.
They grumble at low prices
They grumble when they're high
They grumble all the year round
And they grumble till they die.

They grumble at the preacher
They grumble at his prayer
They grumble at his preaching
They grumble everywhere
They grumble at God's people
And say its all display
But Holy folks don't grumble
They have only time to pray

They stay away from meeting
Because it's hot or cold
Or else it looks like raining
A headache or a cold
And when the offering's taken
They're sure to pout or sigh
And say they're oh so sorry
Always money is the cry.

In country town or city,
Some people can be found,
Who spend their life in grumbling,
At everything around
O yes they they always grumble
No matter what they say
They spend their lives in grumbling
And they grumble night and day

CHORUS
Oh they grumble on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
Grumble on Thursday too
Grumble on Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Grumble all the whole week through.
They grumble in the city
They grumble on the farm
They grumble at their neighbours; they think it is no harm.
They grumble at their husbands,
They grumble at their wives.
They grumble at their children,
And their grumbling never dies.

They grumble when it's raining
They grumble when it's dry
And when the crops are failing
They grumble and they sigh.
They grumble at low prices
They grumble when they're high
They grumble all the year round
And they grumble till they die.

They grumble at the preacher
They grumble at his prayer
They grumble at his preaching
They grumble everywhere
They grumble at God's people
And say its all display
But Holy folks don't grumble
They have only time to pray

They stay away from meeting
Because it's hot or cold
Or else it looks like raining
A headache or a cold
And when the offering's taken
They're sure to pout or sigh
And say they're oh so sorry
Always money is the cry.

the LP is Happiness is.... by the Agape players. Doesn't have a record label, they probably produced their own. I would be delighted to get all the words when you have them.

God bless
Caleb

Immense thanks to Caleb. You got most of the words. I can fill some of the missing blanks. Some friends should be able to help me fill others. Once I have the entire lyrics, I will post them. Meamwhile, kindly tell me the artists and record label that produced the LP. Remain blessed. Shola