"Me and the Chief"
by John Schmitt
I would sit in Church when I was 9
Praying about things to pass the time
Apologizing for little stuff
Like playing gym too rough
So narrow-minded
So undivided
I trusted I would be safe
I worried about small things
Like venial sins and baseball swings
And my Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
My Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
I remember he was sick
I remember all those days
Sitting in the lobby of the Buffalo VA
Staring up at the ceiling
Saying 'don't take him away'...
Cuz my Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
My Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
The Chief he died in the Spring of '91
And left behind 4 daughters and a son
I didn't bear his name, I wouldn't try
To lift such a heavy name so high
Some Daddy's get off easy
When their kids turn out alright
Some Daddy's never get to say goodbye
Praying about things to pass the time
Apologizing for little stuff
Like playing gym too rough
So narrow-minded
So undivided
I trusted I would be safe
I worried about small things
Like venial sins and baseball swings
And my Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
My Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
I remember he was sick
I remember all those days
Sitting in the lobby of the Buffalo VA
Staring up at the ceiling
Saying 'don't take him away'...
Cuz my Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
My Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
The Chief he died in the Spring of '91
And left behind 4 daughters and a son
I didn't bear his name, I wouldn't try
To lift such a heavy name so high
Some Daddy's get off easy
When their kids turn out alright
Some Daddy's never get to say goodbye
My Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
My Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
My Grandpa would take me to Amish Country
What a beautiful tribute to Grandpa JM. I can see him now listening intently to every word and giving a small gentle nod :) Love you, Mom
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