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Post by Karla Shelton on Aug 14, 2006 16:15:47 GMT -5
I wrote this after the birth of my newest grandson, Randall, after holding him for the first time. GRANDPA’S EYES (Randall’s Song)*Written by K. J. Shelton (BMI) - © 2004 – All Rights ReservedThey told me their stories They told me no lies My grandpa once told me I had his grandpa’s eyes The times that they lived in Were much tougher by far But the love of their families Took care of it all They worked hard on their farmlands To grow corn for the year Raised hogs by the dozen To feed the kids don’t you hear Fought the wars for their country Some returned some did not Many bones of those good men Still lay right on the spot They fought and died with their kinfolk So you and I could be free Listen to them my dear one Listen close just like me Then I’ll tell you my story And I’ll tell you no lies For when I see you dear Grandchild I see my grandpa’s eyes * sheltonfamilyhistory.com/Documents/grandpaseyes.mp3 - to hear audio, right-click and save target as
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