wrinkled hands (the grandfather song) Lyrics

One was a Sailor

He talked like them too

He tried to hide those dirty words but I caught a few

He took me fishing at that pond down the road

Yeah every Friday afternoon, we would go

And we'd fish and we'd talk

About the world and what we thought

He taught me to do the best I can

Learned all my life lessons from those wrinkled hands

One was a preacher

He spoke for the lord

And the straight and narrow path he pointed toward

He'd take me singing at that church down the road

Yeah every Sunday morning, we would go

And we'd pray and we'd talk

About the Word, and what we thought

He taught me to do the best I can

Learned all my life lessons from those wrinkled hands

Yeah I loved those men all my life

Don't get me started on their wives

Two angels sent down from the promised land

But now they're gone but I'm still here

Their voice still lingers in my ear

Man I just can't wait to see them again

And we'll smile and we'll talk

About how this is better than we thought

They taught me to do the best I can

Learned all my life lessons from those wrinkled hands

Yeah all the best lessons come from wrinkled hands