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In a cabin on a hill just east of Asheville
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My love for words and melody was born
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My father’s father played for me,
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with a Martin box across his knee
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And he mixed his songs with hot licks,
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And sips of barley corn
[Verse 2]
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Well, I worshipped every foot of ground he walked on
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I spent seven boyhood summers by his side
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It was up and down tobaccer rows,
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Till the evening sun was sinking low
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And we’d join around the table,
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in the glow of supper time
[Chorus]
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And I’d say, “Grandpa get your guitar, let’s sit out in the backyard,
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You can sing the one about going home to that mansion in the sky
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Way down after sunset, you can take me up to my bed, laugh and call me sleepy head and sing
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me a lullaby”
[Verse 3]
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There’s a weather beaten rocker on the front porch
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And a spiderweb now hanging ‘cross the door
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A million dusty memories,
D
that pull me back across the years,
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Swear I can hear his broke hands,
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walking cross the floor
[Bridge]
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When we meet again up yonder
A
On that shining blissful day
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Gonna wrap my arms around him
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And then I’m gonna say,
Repeat Chorus
[Tag]
A
Grandpa get your guitar
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And sing me a lullaby
