Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shawn Camp
Acoustic Guitar
Biff Watson
Acoustic Guitar
Will Smith
Autoharp
Roy Huskey, Jr.
Bass
Jerry Douglas
Dobro
Owen Hale
Drums
James Burton
Electric Guitar
Richard Bennett
Electric Guitar
Bobby Hicks
Fiddle
Steve Nathan
Keyboards
Steve Gibson
Mandolin
Al Perkins
Pedal Steel Guitar
Pat Mcinerney
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Mensy
Composer
Shawn Camp
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amy Hughes
Assistant Engineer
Nick Sparks
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Russ Martin
Engineer
Glenn Meadows
Mastering Engineer
Steve Marcantonio
Recording Engineer
Emory Gordy Jr.
Producer
Lyrics
Brand new shoes, they hurt my feet
This necktie is chokin' me
Cuttin' off my air supply
When I hang my head to cry
When I hang my head and cry
I see tears on daddy's face
Someone's hummin' 'Amazing Grace'
Rain beats on this graveside tier
Preacher says he did repent
Preacher swears he did repent
They've got him layin' there in pin stripes
How'd they get him in that suit?
I guess the Lord will recognize him
Without his overalls and mule
They all say he looks so natural
But all I see is a cold dark hole
I won't commit this day to memory
That ain't the Grandpa that I know
That ain't the Grandpa that I know
A tractor never pulled his plow
He walked and cussed and loved that ground
His hand sowed each single seed
And he'd pray for rain and fight the weeds
He'd pray for rain and fight the weeds
He said, 'The simple life it suits me fine'
Never dreamed beyond the County line
Grandma was his boyhood bride
He'll be back in her arms tonight
He'll sleep there in her arms tonight
They've got him layin' there in pin stripes
How'd they get him in that suit?
I guess the Lord will recognize him
Without his overalls and mule
They all say he looks so natural
But all I see is a cold dark hole
I won't commit this day to memory
That ain't the Grandpa that I know
They played a pretty organ number
Swore it was his favorite tune
But I know he'd preferred my fiddle
Playin' Carroll County Blues
They all say he looks so natural
But all I see is a cold dark hole
I won't commit this day to memory
That ain't the Grandpa that I know
That ain't the Grandpa that I kno
Writer(s): Shawn Camp, Tim Mensy
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