Lyrics 1863 - Dianne Reeves

Silver gray hair
Neatly combed in place
There were four generations
Of love on her face
She was so wise
No surprise passed her eyes
She's seen it all
I was a child, oh
About three or four
All day I'd ask questions
At night I'd ask more
But whenever, she never
Would ever turn me away
No, no oh woah
I'd say how can I be sure
What is right or wrong
And why does What I want
Always take so long
Please tell me
Where does God live
And why won't He talk to me
Id say Grandma What is love
Will I ever find out
Why are we so poor
What is life about
I wanna know the answers
Before I fall off to sleep
Woah ho woah ho
She saw the smile
As she tucked me in
Then she pulled up that
Old rockin' chair once again
But tonight she was
Slightly, remarkably
Different somehow
Slowly she rocked
Lookin' half asleep
Grandma yawned
As she stretched
Then she started to speak
What she told me
Would mould me and holds me
Together inside
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She said all the things you ask
You will know someday
But you have got to live
In a patient way
God put us here by fate
And by fate that means
Better days
She said, child we are all
Moons, in the dark of night
Aint no mornings gonna come
Till the time is right
Cant get no better days lest
You make it through the night
You gotta make it
Through the night
Yes you do
You can't get to no
Better days
Unless you make it
Trough the night (baby) Oh ho, you will see Those better days But you gotta be patient Be patient, oh baby Be patient
Later that year at The turn of spring Heaven sent angels down And gave Grandma her wings Now, she's flyin' And slidin', and glidin' In better days And although I'm all grown up I still get confused I stumble through the dark Getting bumped and bruised When night gets in my way I could still hear My Grandma say I can hear her say I can hear her sayin'
You can't get to no Better days Unless you make it Through the night (baby) Oh ho, you will see Those better days But you gotta be patient Child, do you hear me, yeah Well, well, well, well You can't get to no, no Better days Unless you make it You got to make it You got to make it Through the night Oh Grandma, oh Grandma Do you see me now, lady Oh oh oh oh oh Tender replies