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Grandads Eyes
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A tune for my grandfathers
jim sexton
singer / song writter / solo artist
Hi to all. I've been playing for allot of years now. Have been in bands and frankly don't like the playing out thing much anymore, getting to old to pack all the gear and haul it around I quess. Recently I was a member of a three piece group posted as High Plains. Great music and great guys, but with the playing out thing and other more pressing issues decided it was time to sit back and just do what I love best, create the type of music I love best.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #771
Peak in subgenre #73
Author
Jim Sexton
Rights
basement blue studios
Uploaded
March 09, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.8 MB 128 kbps 4:10
Story behind the song
Got thinking how lucky I was to have known both of my grandfathers and how much I learned from them.
Lyrics
Verse 1 Born in 1889, a mending Nation in a changing time A score and 4 has past since the Civil War As a boy he gazed out at the reach, where the sun and water seemed to meet Dreaming seaward bound; from New London’s sound Verse 2 Now another boy from a different place, cry’s a tear for his fathers face As he cast his eye’s out over the waters grave Now his mothers hand was soft but stern, a loving soul taught hard lessons learned To that lonely lad; who lost his Dad Verse 3 One made his way to his new home town, when no jobs where found in New England’s towns And bread lines seem to stretch from shore to shore But he worked his fingers to the bone, and he made his family a happy home And oh I’m glad; he’s my father’s dad Chores Now I don’t know if I took the time to say how much I cared To these two men in my life; who where always there I only hope someday I’ll find these two at my side Again Verse 4 Now the other boy went out to sea, to fight for freedom and his family For the war to end all wars never came to be And as I grew I saw his eyes; with a glint of hope for the changing times And the look of love; and the gleam of pride Verse 5 Now they taught me thru the tails they told, how the stories pages may unfold For your book of life is only a page in time So as I pen my chapters end in this verse called life; I know I’ll tend To try to see; through my grand-dads eyes
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