| Poor grandpa, he died but that’s the debt we all got to pay
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| Yeah, we livin' now but every livin' people done, whoa Lord, he gotta died one
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| day
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| Lord I followed the hearse down to the burial ground
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| See four men when they let poor grandpa down
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| Yes I followed the hearse down to the burial ground
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| See four men when they let poor grandpa down
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| Couldn’t stand it, mercy, Lord
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| Yes you know it hurtin' me so bad, till I almost had a nervous breakdown
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| Yes she know it was sad when we got back home, po' grandma
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| That’s who I felt sorry for, and myself too in a way
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| When we got back home, this is what grandma say
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| She «Son, where’s my bonnet» and she had it on her head
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| You know it was sad time, sad time when grandpa died
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| Whoa, we didn’t have no place to go
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| Grandma said «Your good times is over, grandpa is gone
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| You’ll never have no good times no more» |