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He stood on that bank when I got baptized,
Gave me a thirty thirty when I turned nine,
At sixteen you caught me drinking,
Out in the barn,

I could hear you cheerin',
When we won state,
You held my hand
At grandma's grave,
And I'll always be thankful,
You never sold the farm

Grandpa you stood so tall,
Chewed that redman,
Wore over-alls,
Where the same man on Sunday morning,
As Saturday night

Five foot six to the top of your hat,
But when you talked bout' the war,
Thought you were superman,
American born simple man,
With a southern draw

You walk the walk,
Talk the talk,
Grandpa,

You still swear,
Rosabella's the best,
And a home grown tamata',
Taste better than the rest,
50 years goes too fast,
With a woman you love,
Well this life I've chose,
Is gettin' busy now,
But I know where to go,
When I need to slow down,
When I walk up on your front porch,
Its just like I'm still young

Grandpa you stood so tall,
Chewed that red man,
Wore over-alls,
Where the same man on Sunday morning,
As Saturday night

Five foot six to the top of your hat,
But when you talked bout' the war,
Thought you were superman,
American born simple man,
With a southern draw

You walked the walk,
Talked the talk,
Grandpa

Yeah,
American born,
Dirt road man,
With a slow southern draw

Now keep walkin' the walk,
Talkin' the talk,
Grandpa

Oh
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written by Stover, Jeremy Samuel / Paulin, Jamie / Moore, Justin
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing