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I remember the advice I remember every word Grandad sat me down and said Kids should be seen, not heard Always turn the other cheek Unless he hits you first I'll always wash your mouth with soap If I find out you've cursed Always treat folks with respect Be polite and never smoke Always use good manners And don't tell ***** jokes He smiled when he said this A little twinkle in his eyes Don't believe a word of these They're all confounded lies No one learns a thing at all By doing what they're told I'm talking from experience Listen son...I'm old Read the good book daily But, just use it as a guide Remember, they're just stories Not hard rules to abide Grandad always had a drink and his pipe was always full He'd always wink at me When he was spouting bull Rules are to be broken That's just how you learn Respect is not a given It's something that you earn He'd let me sip a little beer And sometimes smoke the pipe But, he always took his hanky out And gave them both a wipe One thing Grandad always said to me You always must be clean People care about where you're going They don't care where you've been Grandad gave advice for free Not the same as mum and dad The advice I got from granddad was the best I ever had I'm almost 84 now And I'm still breaking all those rules I've found that those who never did Ended up a bunch of fools Remember the good book is for guidance They're just stories someone told You can learn more stuff if you listen To someone who's grown old.
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Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
Good Advice
I remember the advice I remember every word Grandad sat me down and said Kids should be seen, not heard Always turn the other cheek Unless he hits you first I'll always wash your mouth with soap If I find out you've cursed Always treat folks with respect Be polite and never smoke Always use good manners And don't tell ***** jokes He smiled when he said this A little twinkle in his eyes Don't believe a word of these They're all confounded lies No one learns a thing at all By doing what they're told I'm talking from experience Listen son...I'm old Read the good book daily But, just use it as a guide Remember, they're just stories Not hard rules to abide Grandad always had a drink and his pipe was always full He'd always wink at me When he was spouting bull Rules are to be broken That's just how you learn Respect is not a given It's something that you earn He'd let me sip a little beer And sometimes smoke the pipe But, he always took his hanky out And gave them both a wipe One thing Grandad always said to me You always must be clean People care about where you're going They don't care where you've been Grandad gave advice for free Not the same as mum and dad The advice I got from granddad was the best I ever had I'm almost 84 now And I'm still breaking all those rules I've found that those who never did Ended up a bunch of fools Remember the good book is for guidance They're just stories someone told You can learn more stuff if you listen To someone who's grown old.
roger-turner
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Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
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