Grandpa's Song
Ol' cowboy you were born out on the plains
Weaned on heat and dust
Wind and rain
You were working like a man
When you were just thirteen years old
Out in the blistering heat and bitter cold
Blessed with a maiden's love
You took a wife
And set out on your own to build your life
You've seen the broken dreams
Of disease and fire and flood
Scratching out your living in sweat and blood
You raised each son teaching him to be a man
And took them to the fields
To work the land
They'd sing along as you'd fiddle
At the end of the working day
Ol' cowboy how they loved to hear you play
Your children all got married and had children of their own
And their hearts pound with your pride
As they bring their families home
They all look something like you
So they know where they came from
And you can't believe how much the kids have grown
You've seen your family prosper and multiply
As you hold all the new babies
With a twinkle in your eye
You love all of your children
You hold in them your soul
The blossoms of your blood that make you whole
In your time the world has ended and begun
You've seen hard times go
And good times come
But do you know where your old soul goes
When the last roundup is done
Ol' cowboy, do you believe in Kingdom Come?
I just had to ask, I'm a young fool
But I hope to God I lead a life like you
An honest man who's hands have built a castle in the air
Maybe we all will someday
Hear you play your fiddle there
Weaned on heat and dust
Wind and rain
You were working like a man
When you were just thirteen years old
Out in the blistering heat and bitter cold
Blessed with a maiden's love
You took a wife
And set out on your own to build your life
You've seen the broken dreams
Of disease and fire and flood
Scratching out your living in sweat and blood
You raised each son teaching him to be a man
And took them to the fields
To work the land
They'd sing along as you'd fiddle
At the end of the working day
Ol' cowboy how they loved to hear you play
Your children all got married and had children of their own
And their hearts pound with your pride
As they bring their families home
They all look something like you
So they know where they came from
And you can't believe how much the kids have grown
You've seen your family prosper and multiply
As you hold all the new babies
With a twinkle in your eye
You love all of your children
You hold in them your soul
The blossoms of your blood that make you whole
In your time the world has ended and begun
You've seen hard times go
And good times come
But do you know where your old soul goes
When the last roundup is done
Ol' cowboy, do you believe in Kingdom Come?
I just had to ask, I'm a young fool
But I hope to God I lead a life like you
An honest man who's hands have built a castle in the air
Maybe we all will someday
Hear you play your fiddle there
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Writer(s): Sean Devine
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