Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Four Brothers, artist - Zoot Sims. Date of issue: 02.07.2015
Song language: English
Four Brothers |
| Oodles of time, fish on the line. |
| Great big smiling face with eyes that shine. |
| Can’t think of anyplace I’ll rather be than, |
| Visiting my Grandpa Joe. |
| Corned beef on rye, and Gram’s apple pie |
| Picnic basket filled with sweet surprise |
| I always eat too much and spoil my dinner |
| Visiting my Grandpa Joe. |
| It’s an education, even on Saturday |
| He can knot the clothesline ten thousand different ways |
| Bucket of trout and figuring out |
| What this country life is all about |
| I always hate to go back to the city |
| Visiting my Grandpa Joe. |
| (Visiting my Grandpa Joe.) |
| Sometimes he’ll tell me stories of Dad as a little kid |
| And how much he acted like me |
| When he brought his first fish in. |
| Sun on my head and wood in the shed |
| Soft nights dreaming on a feather bed |
| He always lets me stay up past my bedtime. |
| Visiting my Grandpa |
| How I love my Grandpa Joe. |