.Grandpa Campbell would sit upon his front porch
And Iâd be right there just sittinâ on his knees
Heâd tell stories of love and feast and famine
And Iâd hang onto every word that he would breathe
Heâd say, âBoy as you walk through this life
Hereâs a little wisdo.
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