Granddad saw the Nazis fall In 1945, France They went back to Germany when the prisoners were free And made the townsfolk tour the camps
I played Amazing Grace at the First Baptist Church On a fiddle he built from spare parts The vets blew taps and they lowered him down Then I broke into "Old Joe Clark"
Hell, what have I ever done? My Grandpa fought the Nazis and won All I do is bow bluegrass & blues I hope you like it some
Dad could work it all, the rig, the saw The M-16 with "The Walking Dead" But he packed it all in for a Yellow Rose and kids When he said "adios" to Vietnam
Between furloughs and firings and early retirement There was meat & gravy on our plates And no machine shop's gonna run itself Just because your hair's all gray
Hell, what have I ever done? My Dad fought off the Viet Cong & All I do is bow bluegrass & blues I hope you like it some
The calls revved up the winter of '01 I had turned 18 You could almost smell the Barbasol & Brute through the phone As the Sergeant made his pitch to me
Dad swiped the phone, warned him to move along A cigarette tucked in his mouth Then he looked me in the eye and said, "Your family's done it's time" Turned and snubbed the Pall Mall out
Well, my veins carry their blood And they've cut this path for me to run And what I do is bow Bluegrass & blues I hope you like it some & What I do is bow bluegrass & blues I hope you like it someTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
