Judy girl

Grandpa would sit in his garden after work

Calling me to join him.

He always called me Judy Girl even though that’s not my name

I was named for his true love, my grandma

But I was his Judy Girl and he was my Paw

Judy Girl and Paw sitting side by side on the back stoop

With sticky watermelon smiles

Catching lightning bugs and gazing at the stars so bright in the Texas night sky

Root beer floats and his heart so true and kind

I was his Judy Girl and he was my Paw and it would

Always be that way

I always would be his Judy Girl

He’d hum a bluesy country tune as he tirelessly worked in his garden

His hands like leather from a lifetime’s toil

But his roses bloomed with glorious colors and fragrance

While his tomatoes won awards every year at the county fair

I’d sit beside him when his name was called to get his blue ribbons

And clap my hands so hard for him

Judy Girl and Paw sitting side by side on the back stoop

With sticky watermelon smiles

Catching lightning bugs and gazing at the stars so bright in the Texas night sky

Root beer floats and his heart so true and kind

I was his Judy Girl and he was my Paw and it would

Always be that way

I always would be his Judy Girl

But now the garden’s barren

Nothing grows there anymore

Both Grandpa and Grandma have gone to Glory

But his love remains deep in that Texas soil

In every seed

In every rain

I hear his laugh

See his wrinkled face

Judy Girl forever in this sacred place

Judy Girl and Paw sitting side by side on the back stoop

With sticky watermelon smiles

Catching lightning bugs and gazing at the stars so bright in the Texas night sky

Root beer floats and his heart so true and kind

I was his Judy Girl and he was my Paw and it would

Always be that way

I always would be his Judy Girl

His Judy Girl

His Judy Girl