An Original Written By Jonah McGuire
Papaw loved to dig ginseng
And watch Dances With Wolves
And it took me all these ‘fore I finally understood
What he meant by this
“Son you better love the way you live,
Cause no one else is gonna give a damn about it”
Mamaw loved to fry bacon
When the grandkids were home
And the grease pop and she would cuss a Kansas storm
She used give me rocks
That were yellow and blue
That she’d picked up at the market
Up by Kalamazoo
Papaw liked to buy knives
From old outdoors catalogues
And he’d always gimme one before he had his fall
I was thirteen then, I took my saxophone to play
Single one note songs for him on Christmas Day
He said, “Mhm that’s my baby.”
He said, “Mhm, that’s my boy.”
Papaw loved to dig ginseng
And watch Dances With Wolves
And it took me all these ‘fore I finally understood
What he meant by this
“Son you better love the way you live,
Cause no one else is gonna give a damn about it”
Mamaw loved to fry bacon
When the grandkids were home
And the grease pop and she would cuss a Kansas storm
She used give me rocks
That were yellow and blue
That she’d picked up at the market
Up by Kalamazoo
Papaw liked to buy knives
From old outdoors catalogues
And he’d always gimme one before he had his fall
I was thirteen then, I took my saxophone to play
Single one note songs for him on Christmas Day
He said, “Mhm that’s my baby.”
He said, “Mhm, that’s my boy.”
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- Music Music Category A Americana
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