When I Was Young and Grandma Wasn't Old

Front porch sittin in an old rockin chair

The sun is hot in the Texas sky

Garden growin clothes out on the line

Dusty road when a car goes by

Story tellin of days long ago

And the only place she'd ever been

Singin softly This World Is Not My Home

Memories take me back again

When I was young and Grandma wasn't old

When she guided me as I watched life unfold

Anything we didn't have we didn't really need to hold

When I was young and Grandma wasn't old

She'd throw a party and all of her friends

Would gather around the quilting frames

They'd always call out for me to come inside

And give me nickels and dimes to sing

It makes me happy that I can still go back

My memories are so clear

Of how It used to be when I never dreamed

Of ever lookin back from here

When I was young and Grandma wasn't old

When she guided me as I watched life unfold

Anything we didn't have we didn't really need to hold

When I was young and Grandma wasn't old

When I was young and Grandma wasn't old