Brand new shoes, they hurt my feet This nech-tie is chokin' me Cuttin' off my air supply When I hang my head and cry When I hang my head and cry I see tears on daddy's face Someone's hummin' Amazing Grace Rain beats on this graveside tent Preacher says he did repent Preacher swears he did repent They've got him layin' there in pin-stripes How'd they get him in that suit I guess the Lord will recognize him Without his overalls and mule They all say he looks so natural All I see's a cold dark hole I won't commit this day to memory That ain't the grandpa that I know That ain't the grandpa that I know You know a tractor never pulled his plough He walked and cursed and loved that ground His hand sowed each single seed And he'd pray for rain and fight the weeds He'd pray for rain and fight the weeds He said, this simple life, it suits me fine Never dreamed beyond the county line Grandma was his boyhood bride He'll be back in her arms tonight He'll sleep there in her arms tonight They've got him layin' there in pin-stripes How'd they get him in that suit I guess the Lord will recognize him Without his overalls and mule They all say he looks so natural All I see's a cold dark hole I won't commit this day to memory That ain't the grandpa that I know They played a pretty organ number Swore it was his favorite tune But I know he preferred a fiddle Playin' Carroll County Blues They all say he looks so natural But all I see's a cold dark hole I won't commit this day to memory That ain't the grandpa that I know That ain't the grandpa that I knowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
