The Prophet (Grandaddy's Song)

He smelled like diesel and leather

Lava soap and warm weather

Pearl snap hung off him like an old scarecrow

Sandwich crackers in cellophane

His hair blowin' 'round like a weathervane

Windows down, and off to town we'd go

Ice tea at the front porch café

Cattle workin' Saturdays

Church potluck kind of stackin' chairs

And all those old men sittin' there

Prophet stood 10 feet tall

The quiet man above it all

You said, "Pray for rain 'cause the weather man lies

Old men'll clear their throat before they cry

Love your horses and mend your fences

Keep your common sense and know the difference

Between your heart and your head"

He hung the moon, and I hung on every word he ever said

Rusty old, blue cattle guard

Chickens peckin' around the yard

Swingin' legs, tailgate down

Me and him go check on the cows

Till Grandma called, "It's supper time"

The Prophet bowed his head

He said, "Pray for rain 'cause the weather man lies

Old men'll clear their throat before they cry

Love your horses and mend your fences

Keep your common sense and know the difference

Between your heart and your head"

He hung the moon, and I hung on every word he ever said

I still keep my boots by my bed

And a good knife in my pocket

And a picture in a locket of me

And the Prophet

He said, "Pray for rain 'cause the weather man lies

Old men'll clear their throat before they cry

Love your horses, mend your fences

Keep your common sense and know the difference

Between your heart and your head"

He hung the moon

He hung the moon, and I hung on every word he ever said