He left one Tuesday morning

Didn't have any bills to pay

Just the silver dollars in his pocket

And the ring upon his finger

Ann Arbor Grandfather

Early on a Sunday morning

A deacon wipes the tar off his feet

Drawing pictures during the sermon

Oh yeah Grandfather, I think it's funny

Ann Arbor Grandfather

There's a picture on a wall in Duluth

Another Grandma has passed away

Her children rummage through her leavings

They put them in new boxes

And they put the new boxes in new attics

Ann Arbor Grandfather