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80th Birthday Song
(To the tune of Grandpa, by The Judds)
Grandma
Tell me 'bout the good ole days
When you were courtin'
With my Grandpa Ab.
And Grandma
Take me back to yesteryear
When the woman we love so much
Was just a little girl.
Did people really wash their clothes by hand?
Microwaves were no where in the land?
Was a cell phone really just a fantasy
And not found in every hand?
Did children really go outside to play
And TV wasn't part of every day?
Oh, oh Grandma
Tell me 'bout the good ole days.
Grandma
Tell me how you did it all,
Work and raise four kids,
Clean, milk and mend.
And Grandma
Know that you are loved by all
For all the joy you bring
And all you've been.
But tell me ...
Did movies really cost less than a buck
And Roger always want to own a truck?
Did Jimmy really sit on a hornets nest
And run into real bad luck (while out at play)?
Did Daddy really chase the cats away
And Jenny cook the same soup most every day?
Oh, oh Grandma
Tell me 'bout the good ole days.
Oh, oh Grandma
Tell me 'bout the good ole days.
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