Grandpa’s Good Bye

[Verse]
I was just nine years old 
A boy so eager but small
Dirt on my hands
I remember I gave it my all
Grandpa's laugh was like a rolling song
Working in the garden all day long
[Prechorus]
But one day the wind stood still
The sky turned gray
The garden froze on that fateful day
[Chorus]
Grandpa’s good bye
It cut the air
Left his hat on the old porch chair
The lord reached down
And Took a good man
Left me standing there in the dirt holding his hand 
Grandpa’s good bye
Oh it hurt 
Think about it every time I feel the dirt, 
grandpa’s good bye oh it hurt 
And still does when I feel the dirt 
[Verse 2]
The rake he held
It fell with a clang
The robin stopped his mid-morning sang
I yelled his name
But it didn’t wake
I guess The lord needed a good soul to take
[Prechorus]
the cornstalks bowed
As he fell to the dirt 
The garden wept soft where he once worked 
[Chorus]
Grandpa’s good bye
It cut the air
Left his hat on the old porch chair
The lord reached down
And Took a good man
Left me standing there in the dirt holding his hand 
Grandpa’s good bye
Oh it hurt 
Think about it every time I feel the dirt, 
grandpa’s good bye oh it hurt
And still does when I feel the dirt
[solo]

[Chorus]
Grandpa’s good bye
It cut the air
Left his hat on the old porch chair
The lord reached down
And Took a good man
Left me standing there in the dirt holding his hand 
Grandpa’s good bye
Oh it hurt 
Think about it every time I feel the dirt, 
grandpa’s good bye oh it hurt
And still does when I feel the dirt

folk, sad, acoustic with gentle strumming and soft harmonica accents, mellow acoustic guitar solo, exotic, experimental