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 Banjo Grandpa Life 10/13/2017
 Those Spanish Eyes [song] Song Lyrics 10/12/2017
 The Coal Miners Life Dedications 10/9/2017
 Old Glory Poems To Our Troops 10/8/2017
 Tip Your Hat To The Person Life 10/8/2017
 Life Is To Short Life 10/3/2017
 The Leaves Are Falling Nature 10/1/2017
 If You Could Love Me I Love You 9/25/2017
 As We Look To Heaven Inspirational Poems 9/24/2017
 As She Dreams Poems To Our Troops 9/17/2017
 I'm Going Home [song] Song Lyrics 9/17/2017
 Standing At Her Stone Love Gone Bad 9/17/2017
 I'll See You In Heaven [song] Song Lyrics 9/16/2017
 Hot Momma's Coming To Town Poems To Our Troops 9/15/2017
 The Scarecrow Holiday Poems 9/14/2017
 This World Is Not Our Home Inspirational Poems 9/12/2017
 Patty Grieving and Loss 9/12/2017
 I'm Just A Kiss Away Poems To Our Troops 9/10/2017
 Down This Road Of Life Inspirational Poems 9/10/2017
 Just A Simple Little Prayer Life 9/9/2017
 The Love Of A Father Inspirational Poems 9/8/2017
 Far Away Soldier Poems To Our Troops 9/8/2017
 Holding On To Your Love I Love You 9/8/2017
 Beauty Pagents Life 9/3/2017
 The Old Church Inspirational Poems 9/2/2017
 Loves Bond I Love You 9/1/2017
 May The Winds Blow Inspirational Poems 9/1/2017
 If You Knew Love Gone Bad 8/31/2017
 Friends In A Higher Place Inspirational Poems 8/31/2017
 After The Storm Inspirational Poems 8/30/2017
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Banjo Grandpa

Banjo Grandpa

He sits on the porch
With a banjo on his knee
Singing songs of praise and glory
He'll sing to you or me

He was never a soldier
His banjo is his sword
Fighting for all he can
He's fighting for the Lord

He sits there every night
Singing with the setting sun
Picking away at the banjo
Before each day is done

Some say he's crazy
As the spirit fills his soul
Singing his songs to Heaven
Before life takes its toll

He's a sweet old man
Someones grandpa I'm sure
Can be mean if he's crossed
But his love for God is pure

His songs fill the hollows
The coyotes howls becomes still
And as he begins to pick away
Not a peep from the whipper-whill

Everyone that knows him
Calls him grandpa through respect
Though they're no relation
His sweetness has that affect

Yes every evening you can hear
His songs of praise and glory
Across the hills and valleys
Using bits and peices of Gods story

Written 10/13/2017 by Norman Hale Jr.
2017 norman (All rights reserved)

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