Granddaddy's Chair
• Written by prorapper
I remember you in that rocking chair
I was in my boots and my underwear
Playing rodeo all night long
You used to count till it hit 8 seconds
When you hit 6 is the time you left us
But you're in my heart so i'll never be alone
I know you're watching over me
I hope one day i'll be the man you used to be
Quick to love and slow to anger
No, you never met a stranger
I hope one day when you're looking down on me
I make you smile
I make you proud
I may not be there now
But i hope one day i'll be man enough to be sitting there
In my granddaddy's chair
You were 8 track tapes and Conway Twitty
Road trip with Nana to Panama City
Everybody knew she was your girl
You taught me love
You taught me living
Cars and jokes and good catfishing
I gave you hell and you gave me the world
I'm sure missing you right now
I hope one day I'll be the man you used to be
Quick to love and slow to anger
No, you never met a stranger
I hope one day when your looking down on me
I make you smile
I make you proud
I may not be there now
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prorapper
Member since April 22 2018