verse

White walls covered in Crayon stains
Tiny hand prints on all the window Paynes
Little eyeballs staring out at the rain
That’s coming down
(and wearing a big ole frown)

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Muddy little feet running up and down the hall
Wishing they could go out and just play ball
But I’m stuck here inside just me & Grandpa
And an ice cream treat
(and playing hide and seek.)


Chorus

Summer days with Grandpa
Go by way too fast
Summer days with Grandpa
Wish they could last


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After the rain we’d fish our favorite honey hole
Just me and him and two cane poles
Taught me how to tie a hook three different ways
(He’d cut the excess off)
With his old case.

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We’d drive the Ford tractor back dragging an ole rusty disc
Through the old hay field, he’d let me drive for a bit
Steering wheel in my hand Felt just like a man
I can’t forget
(and I won’t forget)

Chorus

Summer days with Grandpa
Go by way too fast
Summer Days with Grandpa
Wish they would last
Wish they could last


Bridge-

I wish I could do Summer Days again
Just one more time fishing with him
But like they say all good things come
To and end, its true( so true)
Today we laid him in the grave
And I just don’t have the words to
Say good bye, don’t want to say goodbye
To Summer Days with grandpa

Instrumental


I’ll teach my grandkids what he taught me
And I hope one day that they will see
A small little glimpse of him in me
On a Summer’s Day
(that’s what I pray)

Summer Days with Grandpa
Go by way too fast
Summer days with Grandpa
Wish they could last
Summer Days with Grandpa
Go by way too fast
Summer Days with Grandpa
Wish they could last
Wish they would last
Summer Days with Grandpa