Grandmas Girl

Growing up I always knew
Just who I wanted to be
Ask anyone back then
They’d say its plain to see

I was watching every little step
In everything you’d do
Trying to walk a little taller
Just to be like you

You worked down at that little shop
With curlers, combs, and spray
I’d sit there in the corner chair
And watch the hours slip away

That smell of hairspray in the air
Still takes me back in time
To spinning chairs and laughing there
Your hand wrapped tight in mine

I’ve lived in lots of houses
Some big and some small
But the only place that ever felt like home at all
Was sitting in your kitchen
Or living in your world
And if there’s any good in me
It’s ‘cause I’m your little girl

You’d plant those lipstick kisses
Right on my cheek and nose
I’d try to wipe them off real quick
But you’d laugh and add some more

We’d turn it to a little game
Me running down the hall
But I’d give anything today
To feel those kisses fall

I’ve lived in lots of houses
Some big and some small
But the only place that ever felt like home at all
Was sitting in your kitchen
Or living in your world
And if there’s any good in me
It’s ‘cause I’m your little girl

On Sunday mornings in the quiet
Your voice would softly start
Singing Amazing Grace so slow
It’d echo through my heart

I didn’t know back then
Just how much that would mean
But every time I hear that hymn
You’re right there next to me

I’ve lived in lots of houses
But none of them were home
Not the way your arms could make
A scared heart feel less alone

So if they ever ask me
Where the best parts of me came from in this world
I’ll smile and say they started with
A woman called Grandma…
Who raised her little girl

And if heaven’s got a beauty shop
I bet you’re working there
Singing Amazing Grace again
With hairspray in the air.

Country, female