Grandad Songtext
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Grandad Songtext
Looking back from the creek bed
Rolling down the hillside
Like bailing hay
You turn the earth into your sartor
New clip for the old tie
Sepia Sunday
Grandfather drew faces on the acorns
And he said
And I said
Looking back from the creek bed
Rolling down the hillside
Like bailing hay
You turn the earth into your sartor
New clip for the old tie
Sepia Sunday
Grandfather drew faces on the acorns
And he said
Dress in your Sundays best
And now he rests
And now he rests
I′m the proof that he lived
Rolling down the hillside
Like bailing hay
You turn the earth into your sartor
New clip for the old tie
Sepia Sunday
Grandfather drew faces on the acorns
And he said
And I said
Looking back from the creek bed
Rolling down the hillside
Like bailing hay
You turn the earth into your sartor
New clip for the old tie
Sepia Sunday
Grandfather drew faces on the acorns
And he said
Dress in your Sundays best
And now he rests
And now he rests
I′m the proof that he lived
Writer(s): Nathan James Wilkins, William Lewis Kauber, Christopher Michael Long, Colin Anthony Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
