So, this is a song that makes me think of both of my grandmothers, and how things were when I was a child. I decided to play it, sitting in a park in my childhood hometown. It’s played from my Fender Vintera II ‘50s Jazzmaster, through the rhythm circuit, to my Spark Go, and recorded with my iPhone’s microphone.
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Lyrics:
“Mom and Dad went to a show..
Dropped me off at Grandma Lowe’s..
I kicked and screamed—
Said, "Please, noooo!"
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Wanna be alone..
Had to eat my dinner there..
Mashed potatoes and stuff like that..
I couldn't chew my meat too good..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Wanna be alone..
She said, "Why don't you quit your cryin’?
Go outside and ride your bike!"
That's what I did—
I killed my toe..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Wanna be alone..
Well, Lenny had a cigarette..
It touched my arm on accident..
Swear to God, it hurt real bad..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Grandma, take me home..
Grandma, take me home,
Wanna be alone..”