I remember the day, my grandpa went away.
And my grandma kissed him
I heard her say –
Oh Jim I love you
With all my heart
You know we’ll never part.
Now strangers walk the ground,
Where church was held.
They’ll never know,
Just how that boy felt.
If anyone heard me say
If I had the chance
I’d kneel down and pray.
And I’d kiss the ground you walk today.
And lord I’d call out your name.
Now you know I’m just a hillbilly
In my blood.
And I wouldn’t change a thing if I could.
Sometimes I recall that day back then.
And I never expected to see it again.
Long Dale Harper
Dear Annie,
I sat up after
So I would know it was your birthday.
This is all I have, baby.
My pen and my memory.
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