Grandpa's Mill

Down at grandpa's mill

Where those Kentucky hills surround it

Where my heart is still

Where my roots were founded

I wish I could go back

To the way it was before

When them old folks was still around

And grandpa was down there some more

I recall when I was a kid

I used to run around that place

Runnin' against the cold, cold wind

With a smile on my face

Shootin' them old squirrels

And haulin' that feed

I've got a lot of good memories and

That place was home to me

Nothin' ever stays the same

No it never does

Even as much as I prayed

And hoped that it would

I wish I could have back

My best friend

But the lord's took him away

He's found a better place for him

I said pa save me a seat

And someday I'll see you again