[00:.32.290]A dusty road when a car goes by
[00:13.270]Front porch sitting in an old rocking chair
[00:19.990]The sun is hot in the Texas sky
[00:26.120]Garden growing, clothes out on a line
[00:38.290]Story telling of days long ago
[00:44.390]And the only place she'd ever been
[00:50.180]I'm singing softly, “This world is not my home”
[00:56.290]And memories take me back again
[01:01.190]When I was young and grandma wasn't old
[01:08.290]When she guided me asI watched life unfold
[01:13.290]Anything we didn't have we didn't really need to hold
[01:18.990]When I was young and grandma wasn't old
[01:38.990]She'd throw a party and all of her friends
[01:45.290]Would gather around Quilton ranch
[01:51.180]And always call out for me to come inside
[01:57.290]And give me nickels and dimes to sing
[02:03.390]It makes me happy that I can still go back
[02:10.290]My memories are so clear
[02:15.110]Of how all it used to be when
[02:21.390]I never dreamed of ever looking back from here
[02:26.290]When I was young and grandma wasn't old
[02:32.290]When she guided me as I watched life unfold
[02:39.390]Anything we didn't have, we didn't really need to hold
[02:45.090]When I was young and grandma wasn't old
[02:50.990]When I was young and grandma wasn't old