Story Behind The Song
I woke up one Sunday morning, heard a church bell ring and started reminiscing about my grandmother. She was truly an amazing human being.
Song Description
A adult man reminiscing about his Sunday visits to his grandmothers house, going to church, asking about god,playing baseball in her back lot with cousins and relatives, having the big Sunday dinner in Amarillo, Texas.
| Song Length |
4:33 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Folk - General |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Heartbreaking |
Subject |
History, Past, Youth |
| Similar Artists |
Joan Armatrading, Sting |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1960 - 1969 |
| |
Lyrics
I miss my Grandma
Jettie Mae
and Sunday afternoons
fried chicken
and pecan pie
go to the sermon
try to get through it
preacher talkin' 'bout the devil comin'
out of the ground
well I don't understand
and Jesus comin' back around
Hey Grandma
aver see God
and she said no, no darlin'
no one ever has
She had eight children
four of each
I'd see them and theirs sometimes
on Sunday for the eat
Down on her knees
pickin' beans for dinner
folks in the swing
out on the porch
kids and baseball
in the back lot
these days meant a lot
Hey Grandma
ever see God
and she said no, no baby
no one ever has
go to the sermon
try to get through it
preacher talkin' 'bout the devil comin'
out of the ground
well I don't understand
and Jesus comin' back around
I miss my Grandma
Jettie Mae
and Sunday afternoons
in Amarillo