That's My Grandpa

That's My Grandpa - Marty Rigby

Lyrics by：Marty Rigby

Composed by：Marty Rigby

Up on the shelf is a sweat-dried hat

Hanging on the hook some old leather chaps

Over in the chair his face full of cracks

That's my Grandpa

His naps are short and his stories are long

Tells me things like how the West was won

Riding herd and he was good with a gun

That's my Grandpa

He says he couldn't change how some things had been

But he changed as many as the world let him

He'd like to trade in his old rocking chair

For a horse and saddle and some coal black hair

That's my Grandpa right over there

His snoring dreams take him everywhere

Wake him up and he'll take you there

That's my Grandpa

Up on the shelf my brief case and hat

Hanging on the hook my coat and slacks

I look in the mirror there's more gray then black

I think of my Grandpa

I can't change how some things will be

But I'll change as many as the world let's me

Some day I'll trade for an old rockin' chair

Naps and stories with my grandson there he'll say

That's my Grandpa right over there

His snoring dreams take him everywhere

Wake him up and he'll take you there

That's my Grandpa

That's my Grandpa

That's my Grandpa