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Adam Calhoun

Leonard Calhoun

 

Leonard Calhoun

(Album: The Throne - 2018)


Hard working, hard hands
Sweating like the devil with my farmers tan
My grandfather said "Chop that wood
Don't cuss at your mama, boy you got to be good"
Life goes by fast take it slow
One day you're young and the next day you're old
He used to tell me all this at our fishing hole
I used to carry all his tackle and his fishing pole

I can tell you stories my granddaddy told me
When I was just a boy I'd sit on his knee
He said "Son let me tell you about
The south and how it goes around here"

I can tell you stories my granddaddy told me
When I was just a boy I'd sit on his knee
He said "Son let me tell you about
The south and how it goes around here"

My daddy wasn't there but the old man was
He taught me how to fish, he taught me to hunt
And if I got bored he said widdle some wood
Or go take that ol' dog go get lost in the woods
I stay up all night and just sit on the porch
He used to tell me stories about when he was a boy
He grew up down the hollar at the end of Lick Fork
In a little old cabin and they were so poor
He started working at the age of 10
He left school and never went back again
I'll tell ya, old boy could swing a hammer and an axe
And when times get tough, you'd get the shirt off his back

I can tell you stories my granddaddy told me
When I was just a boy I'd sit on his knee
He said "Son let me tell you about
The south and how it goes around here"

I can tell you stories my granddaddy told me
When I was just a boy I'd sit on his knee
He said "Son let me tell you about
The south and how it goes around here"

I'm older, and he's gone now
But I never forgot what we talked about
My grandfather told me stand up proud
Don't you ever start a fight, but don't ever back down
No, no, and I miss him so
It tears up my heart, it rips my soul
Now looking down the ridge where we used to go
I can still hear his voice and I know he knows

I can tell you stories my granddaddy told me
When I was just a boy I'd sit on his knee
He said "Son let me tell you about
The south and how it goes around here"

I can tell you stories my granddaddy told me
When I was just a boy I'd sit on his knee
He said "Son let me tell you about
The south and how it goes around here"

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