Lyrics Grandfather Blues - Joe Ely

My great-great-grandfather prospected for gold
In the wilds of Alaska and the Yukon cold
My great-grandfather fought the Civil War
On the side of the South, in the infantry corps
My own grandfather was a hell of a man
He rode the Rock Island Railroad in the blowin' sand
All this makes me wonder
What they'll say about me
Oh, he's just some poor ramblin'
Dyin' to be free
Oh, I need one good woman just like you
Yeah, I need one good woman to pull me through
Yes, I do, whoo
My great-great-grandmother wore a calico gown
She had a double-barreled shotgun and she never sat down
My great-grandmother was a Cherokee bride
You could find her every evenin' down by the riverside
My own grandmother had a heart of gold
She had eyes like the angels and an ocean for a soul
All this makes me wonder
What they'll say about me
Oh, he's just some poor ramblin'
Dyin' to be free
Oh, I need one good woman just like you
Yeah, I need one good woman to pull me through
Yes, I do
Oh, I need one good woman just like you
Yeah yeah, I need one good woman to pull me through
Yeah yeah, just like you
Yes, I do
Yeah, honey
Yeah, whoo