Grandpa Can
Album: They're Already Here
By: Russell Lee Herrmann
By: Russell Lee Herrmann
Duration
2:59
Description
True stroy of a realitive's childhood memory.
Lyrics
When I was a boy about five or six I would visit my Grandpa's house There wasn't nothing he couldn't fix And he never threw anything out One day I fell, I dropped and broke My favorite piggy bank A million tiny pieces that Grandma swept into a bag She said I'm sorry honey don't cry now It's just to broken up There's no way we can bring it back And fix it the way it was I looked in the bag and tears filled my eyes I knew it was time for bed Grandma's eyes were starting to cry When this is what I said * I said "Grandpa can, He can fix anything! I know it's hard it's so busted up I know he can... cause I love him so much When Grandpa came in from working late long after I was in bed He said grace and Grandma showed him the bag and told him what I had said I'll never know how long it took him that night to make all the pieces fit But when I woke up I found my piggy bank sittin' by my bed And I said "See I told you so!" *Repeat Chorus