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Lyricist: John Prine
Lyrics:
Oh, Grandpa wore his suit to dinner nearly every day No particular reason, he just dressed that way Brown neck tie, matching vest, both his wing tip shoes Built a closet on our back porch, put a penny in a burned out fuse
Chorus: Grandpa was a carpenter, he built houses, stores and banks Chain-smoked Camel cigarettes and hammered nails and planks He was level on the level, shaved even every door And voted for Eisenhower 'cause Lincoln won the war
Well he used to sing me 'Blood on the saddle' and rock me on his knee And let me listen to the radio before we got TV Well he'd drive to church on Sunday and he'd take me with him, too Stained glass in every window, hearin' aids in every pew.
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Now my Grandma was a teacher, went to school in Bowling Green Traded in her milkin' cow for a Singer sewing machine Well she called her husband, 'Mister' and she walked real tall and pride And used to buy me comic books after Grandpa died
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