Lyrics Grandpa's Chair - Morris & Rivers

Mittens on the porch
Willys Wagon purrs outside
Warming up the engine
For a chilly ride
Be careful on the bridge
Late to Christmas Eve
Put a plate of cookies out
Cause Grandpa still believes
The stove was filled with wood
Our cocoa made with love
We're trading drowsy songs
All the ones you're thinking of
Everyone was full
Everyone was there
As I drifted off to sleep
In the arms of grandpa's chair

The kids went off to college
Flights were all delayed
Not as many mouths to feed
The goodies we had made
We gathered by the fire
After Grandpa went to bed
He shivered in the cold
A watch cap on his head
Do you remember every summer?
His cookouts by the pool
Or how he helped to smuggle
Chocolates into school
Everyone was full
Most of us were there
As I drifted off to sleep
In the arm of grandpa's chair

Now it's time to clean the house
It's time to pack the crates
We divvy up the heirlooms
The closing cannot wait

Friends from out of town
Cousins at the wake
Wish us all the best
I need a goddamn break
In the hall we stack the boxes
Bags along the stair
I move some junk and fall into
The arms of that old chair

We could mothball every item
Preserved by napthalene
The colors would stay bright and true
The fabric always clean
But what good is a memory
That no one can recall?
Is furniture just wood and glue
If used by none at all?

Now the chair is by the fireplace
Warming near the glass
The grandkids sing the carols
After supper, after mass
Those little ones will never know
The one who isn't there
Safely off to sleep within
The arms of grandpa's chair