Lyrics Tyrone Wells

Tyrone Wells

Carolina Blues

Grampa was a preacher

And he led the singin', too

Grandma used to yodel

And tell us what to do

Grampa drove a limousine

But just on Saturdays

And he'd tell the crying families

About Jesus by the grave

And he was always smiling

And whistlin' a tune

And Grampa had the kindest eyes

Carolina Blues

Once I knew this girl whose

Grampa was a millionaire

And when he kicked the bucket

She was the only heir

And he left her with everything

More than she could dream

Truckloads full of money

With a castle by the sea

But he was always lying

And selfish as could be

So he left her with empty words

And painful memories

Now Grampa didn't leave me

Money I could spend

I guess that he didn't have

Much money in the end

But my Grampa was an honest man

Seeking after Truth

And Grampa had the kindest eyes

Carolina Blues

Now Grandma had a daughter

And then she had two sons

And one became my father

When he and Ma were done

And I might be the richest man

To ever walk this earth

'Cause I was left with so much more

Than money could be worth

And my dad's just like my grampa

He's wearing worn out shoes

But he's a man that I can trust

He always tells the truth

Now maybe Dad won't leave me

Money I can spend

My guess is that he won't have

Much money in the end

But my father is an honest man

Seeking after truth

And Daddy got my grandpa's eyes

Carolina Blues

Carolina Blues

Carolina Blues