Grandma

The day Grandaddy died, she was there by his side And she held to his hand, till the end And just before his final breath, the one that took him into death A smile and tear showed through, like she already knew And in a voice so low and mild She stayed and talked a while Like a friend home form a long long trip Like a mother to a child Whenever Grandma got blue, like only widows do She'd go to their bedroom, and close the door And for years we thought she prayed, by the bed where he had layed But we only could assume, what went on in Grandma's room And in a voice so low and mild She stayed and talked a while Like a friend home from a long long trip Like a mother to a child (Spoken) She knew a week before the old barn burned down And she knew before we told her, when Jack had that wreck in town And the night before ant Julia passed away, she went over there and stayed And I finally asked her just how she could know all this And she just patted my hand and gave me a kiss And in a voice so low and mild She said I talked with Jim a while Like a friend home form a long long trip Like a mother to a child Like a friend home from a long long trip Like a mother to a child