I think what made granddaddy great is that he didn't work all day I'd love the time we spent and I'd go everywhere he went We'd end up on some old deer trail And I'd listen hard as he would spin his tales
We were in a field of stumps he said I got a new one for you hon These trees once stood tall and I'm the man that made them fall I cut 'em up, sanded them down And you wouldn't believe what I found
past the bark and all the scars Our home was in the heart of those old trees God bless who sowed those seeds A hundred years and they just grew And only heaven knew what they'd be, to our family All that time to become what they should you know Our home was in the heart of the wood
He smiled, said there's my favorite one, pointed at a cherry stump He said I couldn't afford the one at Sears so the good lord planted one right here He carved out what he saw within and he gave it to my dad when he turned ten
Past the bark and all the scars There was a guitar in the heart of that old tree All from just one seed A hundred years and it just grew And only heaven knew just what it'd be And how that tree could sing All the time to become what it should There were songs in the heart of the wood
He said we can mark a tree to keep from getting lost and it'll always point our way home like that old rugged cross
A hundred years and it just grew and only heaven knew what it'd be And who'd hang on that tree it held the Son of God like it should But I know it broke the heart of the wood
i think what made granddaddy great was that he didn't work all day I'd love the time we spent I'd go everywhere that old man wentTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
