Collected by Merlin Mitchell
Transcribed by Mary C. Parler
Sung by Mabel Rastall
May 5, 1950
Reel 49, Item 3.
In Granddad's Day
My granddad, when the days were young,
Barred his door with his wagon tongue,
Combed his hair with his wagon wheel,
And died with the toothache in his heel.
My granddad in the early days
Plowed his field in the early ways,
An old crook tree his only plow,
And for a horse he used his cow.
A sack of leaves his only bed,
His coat a pillow under his head,
He married in clothes of homespun cloth,
And under a tree he plighted his troth.
He ate wild game and corn-dodger bread,
And to his dog the same he fed;
He traveled safe and traveled slow,
And took his time in the long ago.
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