Grandpa’s Farm
By Adam Hood 
Written by Adam Hood, Brent Cobb & Jason Saenz
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
7/7/2012

 
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It’s gonna be a long hot summer
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The heat’s gonna come for sure
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Making you love me might take longer
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Sheets are blowin’ on the clothesline
Honeysuckle make it smell so sweet
The way they feel when ya lay down on ‘em
You can’t get from no machine


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I know you come down every season
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Waste time on your grandpa’s farm
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I ain’t tryin’ to talk you out of leavin’
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But a little sun won’t do no harm

 
Go ahead and put your summer dress on
The sky’s bright and the water’s fine
And if you don’t feel like swimmin’
We’ll find a bank and wet a line

‘Cause I know up in the city
There ain’t no space to run ‘round in
Down here we got dirt streets
Your bare feet can’t help to settle down in
 
Chorus
 
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I’ll show you around if you come outside
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Ain’t no need in hidin’ yourself anyhow
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I’ll show you around if you come outside
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Ain’t no need in hidin’ yourself anyhow
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I’ll show you around if you come outside
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Ain’t no need in hidin’ yourself anyhow


Chorus