Grandad

I've been sitting here all day thinking

Same old thing ten years away thinking

Now my days are gone, memories linger on

Thoughts of when I was boy

Penny farthings on the street riding

Motorcars were funny things, frightning

Bow and hoops and spinning tops

Penny dreadfuls, lollipops

Comic cuts, all different things

Grandad, grandad you're lovely

That's what we all think of you

Grandad, grandad you're lovely

That's what we all think of you

Grandad grandad

Aeroplanes tied up with string flying

Telephones and talking things sighing

A radio and phonograph, Charlie Chaplin made us laugh

Silently falling about

Familiar things I keep around, near me

Memories of my younger days, clearly

Come into my mind

Everyday I find, thoughts of when I was boy

Grandad, grandad you're lovely

That's what we all think of you

Grandad, grandad you're lovely

That's what we all think of you

Grandad, grandad

Grandad, grandad

Grandad, grandad