written by kip raines and jeffrey steele
well grandaddy was a hillbilly scholar blue collar of a man
he came from the school where you didn’t need nothin’
if you couldn’t make it with your own two hands
he was backwoods backwards used words like
no sir yes ma’am by god be darned
hell yeah i’m american
in all the years he walked this earth
i swear all he did was work
he said the devil dreams on an idle horse
so you listen to me squirt
don’t get too high on the bottle
and get right with the man
fight your fights find a grace
and all the things that you can change
and help somebody if you can
now granny said sonny stick to your ganas
if you believe in something no matter what
’cause it’s better to be hated for who you are
than be loved for who you’re not
she was five feet of concrete
new york born an’ raised on a slick city street
she’d coldstare you down stand her ground
still kickin’ and screamin’ at 9
i remember just how frail she looked in that hospital bed
takin’ her last few breaths of life smilin’ as she said
don’t get too high on the bottle
just a little sip ev’ry now and then
fight your fights find a grace
and all the things that you can change
and help somebody if you can
and get right with the man
break
c’mon now
i never let a cowboy make the coffee
yeah that’s what granny always said to my grandad
and he’d say never tell a joke that ain’t that funny more than once
and if you wanna hear god laugh tell him your plans
don’t get too high on the bottle
get right with the man son
fight your fights find a grace
and all the things that you can change
and help somebody if you can
and get right with the man
yeah
get too high
help somebody if you can
Artist: Van Zant
Year: 2005
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 167