Grandpa Was A Carpenter |
Jone Prine |
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Grandpa wore his suit to dinner |
nearly every day |
No particular reason, |
he just dressed that way |
Brown necktie with a matching vest |
both his wingtip shoes |
built a closet on our back porch |
put a penny in a burned-out fuse |
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Grandpa was a carpenter, |
built houses, stores and banks |
Chain-smoked camel cigarettes, |
hammered nails in planks |
He would level on the level, |
shaved even every door |
voted for eisenhower, |
cause lincoln won the war |
Solo(Guitar) |
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Well, used to sing me blood on the saddle |
rock me on his knee |
let me listen @@to the radio |
before we got TV |
Well, he'd drive to @@church on sunday |
and he'd take me@@ with him too |
Stained glass in every window, |
hearing aids@ in every pew |
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Grandpa was a carpenter, |
built houses, stores and banks |
Chain-smoked camel cigarettes, |
hammered nails in planks |
He would level on the level, |
shaved even every door |
voted for eisenhower, |
cause lincoln won the war |
Solo(Mandolin & Fidle) |
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My grandma was a teacher, |
She went to school in bowling green |
Traded in a milking cow for |
a singer sewing machine |
Well, she called her husband mister, |
and she walked real tall and proud |
She used to buy me |
comic books |
after grandpa died |
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Grandpa was a carpenter, |
built houses, stores and banks |
Chain-smoked camel cigarettes, |
hammered nails in planks |
He would level on the level, |
shaved even every door |
voted for eisenhower, |
cause lincoln won the war |