Misc Originals - Matthew byce - grandpa says

^GClimbed up on Grandpa, like ^CEverest to his ^Glap

^CNana said that my ^Gdaddy used to ^Dcrawl on her like that

Then ^Cgrandpa said apples fall from ^Dtrees And I ^Ctried to work that out there on his ^Dknee

Yeah he ^Gtalks kinda funny I ^Calways wonder ^Gwhy

Can’t ^Ctell if he’s just ^Gjoking or ^Doutta his mind

Cause ^CI don’t get half of what he ^Dsays And the ^Crest just goes over my ^Dhead

I’ve ^Cnever seen the cats or dogs he ^Dtalks about when it rains And ^GI don’t know why anyone would ^Dpay with arms and legs And ^CI didn’t even know there was skin on ^Dteeth

^CYeah it’s all a mystery to ^Dme

^CI think he means well and every^Dbody seems amused So ^GI just laugh along so no one ^Dknows that I’m confused Well it ^Cmight make sense but I’ve got my ^Ddoubts

How ^Ccome no one ever talks ^Dabout What Grandpa says ^G

He ^Gpassed down this Buck knife the ^Cday I turned ^G12 His ^Cwords stay ^Getched in me like ^Dstories that he tells

Just ^Clike the mind it’s safer when it’s ^Dsharp And you ^Cbetter be tough if you ain’t ^Dsmart

At ^G14, he told me to ^Chop in for a ^Gride His ^Cgaze hit that ^Ggravel like he was ^Dlookin back on life

He ^Csaid this road was made for cuttin’ ^Dteeth

I ^Casked him what he meant and we switched ^Dseats

He said ^Cthis dirt road’s where I brought your ^Ddad when I taught him And it’s ^Gwhere I beat a bully back in ^Dschool when I fought him

Then he ^Csaid a fight ain’t something you should ^Dpick

Be ^Ckind, but carry a big ^Dstick

Well the ^Cbest things he taught me he never ^Dcame right out and said He’d ^Gmake you solve a riddle but ^Dthen it’d all make sense

There’s a ^Clot of rules in life that’ll ^Dbend But the ^Cone made of gold ain’t one you ^Dcan

^GNow I’ve got a daughter with a ^Cthousand “what’s” and “^Gwhy’s” And ^Cwhen I told her ^Git was time to ^Dhit the hay last night She ^Cgot a puzzled look there on her ^Dface I ^Cused to look at Grandpa just the ^Dsame

She ^Gsqueezed on my neck as I ^Ctucked her into ^Gbed Be^Cfore I closed the ^Gdoor she asked what ^Dhittin hay meant For a ^Cmoment I’s back on his knee ^Dagain ^CSoftly I told her with a ^Dgrin It’s ^Cjust something my ^Dgrandpa always ^Gsaid