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Artist/Band:
Merle Haggard
Lyrics for Song: Grandma Harp V2
Lyrics for Album: The Lonesome Fugitive-The Merle Haggard Anthology [1996]
(Merle Haggard)
(Spoken)
Let me tell you about a song that I wrote about my grandma
You know I guess the thing that I remember most about grandma
Was her pretty blue eyes and her tremblin' hands
As she served the best baked apple pie I'd ever ate
And it always amazed me how til the age of seventy five years
She personally raised her own black-eyed peas and her own turnip greens
That the ole corner market just couldn't match
But one day the ole summer sun just got too much for her
And she fell and broke her hip
And after that she seemed to slow down for awhile
But bless her heart she lived to be ninety-three
And it was like she'd lived to see a thousand years of progress
From the horseless carriage through two world wars
And the first man walk on the moon
But the times in which she lived was not what mattered
It was how she lived it and that made it all worth while.
(Sang)
Grandma's maiden name was Zonethelines
And there's ninety years to tell about in a few short lines
Born in Newton County down in Arkansas
Then in 1901 she married grandpa.
We laid her soul to rest on Sunday morning
And everybody knew she'd done her part
Don't get set to hear no hidden family legend
Just a song about the life of Grandma Harp.
Just think about the times that she lived through
And think about the changin' world she saw
Now some how she reared a decent family out of poverty
And for seventy years she loved the same ole grandpa.
To me her passin' brought a closin' chapter
To a way of life that I loved within my heart
I just mean to say I think we owe her something special
If just a song about the life of Grandma Harp.
Grandma's maiden name was Zonethelines
And there's ninety years to tell about in a few short lines
Born in Newton County down in Arkansas
Then in 1901 she married grandpa.
We laid her soul to rest on Sunday morning
And everybody knew she'd done her part
Don't get set to hear no hidden family legend
Just a song about the life of Grandma Harp...
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| Album Lyrics: The Lonesome Fugitive-The Merle Haggard Anthology [1996] |
Merle Haggard
"The Lonesome Fugitive-The Merle Haggard Anthology [1996]"
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