Prine john grandpa was a carpenter lyrics

Oh, Grandpa wore his suit to dinner nearly every day

 No particular reason, he just dressed that way

 Brown neck tie, matching vest, both his wing tip shoes

 Built a closet on our back porch, put a penny in a burned out fuse

 

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 Grandpa was a carpenter, he built houses, stores and banks

 Chain-smoked Camel cigarettes and hammered nails and planks

 He was level on the level, shaved even every door

 And voted for Eisenhower 'cause Lincoln won the war

 

 Well he used to sing me "Blood on the saddle" and rock me on his knee

 And 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, hearin' aids in every pew.

 

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 Now my Grandma was a teacher, went to school in Bowling Green

 Traded in her milkin' cow for a Singer sewing machine

 Well she called her husband, "Mister" and she walked real tall and pride

 And used to buy me comic books after Grandpa died

 

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