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.