Song #6 FAWM

Title Grandma’s Place DJE 2/4/18
Verse 1
The March wind rips down the hill
At her place it’s warm and cozy still
Sycamore trees with wooden flowers
Big trellis’ covered with grapevine boughs
I’ld hear her singing baking bread
A wood fired cookstove was all she had
She’ld let me grind the chicken feed
Put out the hay in the evenings

Chorus
It’s been sixty years and it’s hard to find
Where the house used to be and the barn
The land was sold, it’s a subdivision now
Bittersweet memories follow me around
Shower me with the love I found
At Grandma’s Place

Verse 2
After supper she’ld say that’s enough
She’ld play her banjo on the porch
Whippowills and insects sang in the night
Rarely heard a car or saw headlights
I was five, evenings I could walk home
I lived next door on an old dirt road
She was my hero, my second mom
A country woman tough and strong

Chorus

Last edited by Belladonna; 02/08/18 07:49 AM.