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Wish I could watch them jumping 'round,
Calling names
Kicking cans, n'playing tag,
Hidin' every place
Wish I could see them now,
And even join their games
How different life would be…
…But I got no time
For silly chitter chatter.

I'm on my way
‘Cause while my blood's still warm
And I'm not getting better,
Time's passing away,
‘Cause I've got a thing about
Seein' my grandson grow old.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Wish I could buy them toys,
Rubber balls and trains
Watch an see how tall they grow,
Bigger day by day
Oh, I want nothing more than to see them
Laugh and play
Life would be so different then,
…But I got no time
For silly chitter chatter.

I'm on my way,
‘Cause while my blood's still warm
And my mind doesn't matter,
I'm going to pray,
Because I've got a thing about
Seein' my Grandson grow old.

…But we got no time
For silly chitter chatter.
I'm on my way,
‘Cause while my blood's still warm
And my mind doesn't matter,
I'm hoping to stay,
Because I've got a thing about
Seein' my Grandson grow old.

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