Letra de The Autobiographical Grandpa
I take a walk I mow the grass I don't worry 'bout The years that pass My wife is dead I live alone In my little country home I have my memories And dogs for friendsI water the ferns I plant some seeds I make sure to pull out all the weeds And to help myself along I like to whistle this funny little song I sang in my army days when I was youngA hot air balloon I will float away At times I'm holding youMy kids and grandkids come To stay with me once a year And on New Years I drive down to be with them Though I'm happy often I feel lonely But when I speak I hear my wife speakDon't feel alone because you're not really alone Sweetheart no don't think you're aloneI feed the cat I sweep the floor I don't fear dying anymore I like to fish with Ed and Will In the pond by the old paper mill I am resigned to finish off my days this way