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Papaw's Song Lyrics by Mitch Rossell
Mitch Rossell Lyrics
Miss Hallman taught me all I know about US History
And I’d still be in Algebra if it hadn’t been for Mrs. Lee
Fall to spring five days a week that eight grade year
They were always there for me to make sure I got here
But weekend’s down at Papaw’s house
Well that’s when class was in
Cause I’d sprawl out on the living room floor
And just listen to him
He said you can fit a small block Chevy in a fifty-seven Ford
This nation’s got its problems but it’s still worth fighting for
And angels sometimes fall in love at a local drive through diner
Yeah school could never teach me what I learned at the foot of his recliner
Papaw said “son take my truck and come home on holidaysâ€
And I drove off to college four hundred miles away
I read the books, passed the tests, and walked across the stage
They gave me a piece of paper and Nana put it in a frame
It’s hanging there for the world to see
When you come through their front door
But I just walk right by it
Headed for that living room floor
Where he says you can fit a small block Chevy in a fifty-seven Ford
This nation’s got its problems but it’s still worth fighting for
And angels sometimes fall in love at a local drive through diner
Yeah school could never teach me what I learned at the foot of his recliner
Out here in this crazy world when life throws me a curve
I don’t use much Algebra, but I remember Papaw’s words
He said always tell the truth son, ‘cause the devil’s in a lie
You might get away with one but that don’t make it right
And when it comes to love boy trust your heart you’ll know when you find her
Yeah school could never teach me what I learned at the foot of his recliner
Mitch Rossell Chords
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