Come on Grandma

Music by John Torp
Lyrics by Dorothy Acton & John Torp
Copyright © 2003 John Torp

So now the winter's over time for celebratin'

hear that sparrow calling for a mate

and if you take my hand we'll walk along the way

just counting flowers on this bright day

butterflies are out and trees are in bloom

the clouds are drifting in a joyful plume

sunshine calls us and we can't stay inside

it's time to scramble out for a ride

oh come on grandpa dear and fire up that flivver

we're all heading down toward the river

here is a scarecrow that is made of twine and tin

we'll call him winter and throw him in

come on grandma and let's give it a whirl

you dance so light as when you were a girl

come on grandma come a'dancing here with me

winter's over, time for some glee

so now that winter's over time for celebratin'

hear that sparrow calling for a mate

and if you take my hand we'll walk along the way

just counting flowers on this bright day

butterflies are out and trees are in bloom

the clouds are drifting in a joyful plume

sunshine calls us and we can't stay inside

it's time to scramble out for a ride

come on grandpa fire up that flivver

we're all heading down toward the river

here is a scarecrow that is made of twine and of tin

we'll call him winter and throw him in

come on grandma let's just give it a whirl

you dance so light as when you were a girl

come on grandma come a'dancing here with me

winter's over, time for some glee