Lyrics: Loveless Patty. On Your Way Home. The Grandpa That I Know.

Brand new shoes they hurt my feet
this lace collars chokin me
cuttin offmy air supply
when I hang my head to cry
when I hang my head to cry

I see tears on daddys face
someone humming
amazin grace
rain beats on this grave side tent

Preacher said he did repent
preacher said he did repent
they've got him playin there in pinstreipes how they get him in that suit
I guess the lord will reconise him without overalls and mule

They all say he looks so natural
all I see is a cold dark hole
I wont commit this day to memory
that aint the grandpa that I know

That aint the grandpa that I know
(Sad fiddle)
tractor never pulled his plow
He walked and cussed
and love that ground
his hand sowed each and every seed
hed pray for rain and fight the weeds he pray for rain and fight the weeds
he said the simple life just suits me fine never dreamed the county line
grandma was his boyhood bride
he'll be there in her arms tonight
Hell sleep there in her tonight ..
they've got him playin there in pinstreipes how they get him in that suit
I guess the lord will reconise him without overalls and mule
They all say he looks so natural
all I see is a cold dark hole
I wont commit this day to memory
that aint the grandpa that I know

That sint the grandpa that I know
(Sad fiddle)
they played a preety organ number swore it was it favorite tune
But I know he preferd a fiddle playing carol
county blues
they all say he look so natural
all I see is a cold dark hole
I wont commit this day to memory
that aint the grandpa that I know
That aint the grandpa that I know