My grandpa was so good to me.
The best grandpa that he could be.
You’d always find me at his side,
But my grandpa died.
He read me stories lots of times
And gave me nickels, quarters and dimes
He could always find me when I’d hide,
But my grandpa died.
He told me that he had to go,
But to never forget he loves me so.
I hugged him tightly, then I cried
When my grandpa died.
It’s a special place where grandpa’s go
‘Cause Heavenly Father loves them so.
Grandpa, save me a place by you
And when I’m old, I’ll come there too..
