I had a letter from my Ma
Which said come right away
Your dear grandpa is ninety-four
And he hasn't long to stay
So if you want to see him
Before his great adieu
Then grab yourself a berth my son
On the rocky mountain blue.
It's in the nature of things
All creatures die
We're born we love we fight and strive
It's called being alive
It's in the nature of things
We can't stay on
There has to be some Winter dark
Before we are reborn
Well now I found my old grandpa
A rocking in his chair
He didn't seem at all surprised
To see me standing there
Laughing merrily he said
You've come to say goodbye
Well youngster I have news for you
I'm feeling very spry
Then grandpa tottered to his feet
And said boy come with me
The exact spot to bury me
I want for you to see
It's where I courted Mary
So many years ago
The very place
Where she said yes
Her lovely face aglow
It's in the nature of things
All creatures die
We're born we love
We fight and strive
It's called being alive
It's in the nature of things
We can't stay on
There has to be some Winter dark
Before we are reborn
Then grandpa lifted some fine soil
And held it in his hand
He said son in the scrap of earth
Are all the years of man
The blood of my grand pappy
And your grand pappy too
Are living in this mite of earth
It's our soil through and through
Well ever since that talk with him
I aint been scared to die
Although I'm not so sure as him
There is a bye and bye
We buried him that next years fall
Beneath his favourite tree
And on his grave sweet flowers bloom
As purty as can be.
It's in the nature of things
All creatures die
We're born we love we fight and strive
It's called being alive
It's in the nature of things
We can't stay on
There has to be some Winter dark
Before we are reborn.
You've come to say goodbye
Well youngster I have news for you
I'm feeling very spry
Then grandpa tottered to his feet
And said boy come with me
The exact spot to bury me
I want for you to see
It's where I courted Mary
So many years ago
The very place
Where she said yes
Her lovely face aglow
It's in the nature of things
All creatures die
We're born we love
We fight and strive
It's called being alive
It's in the nature of things
We can't stay on
There has to be some Winter dark
Before we are reborn
Then grandpa lifted some fine soil
And held it in his hand
He said son in the scrap of earth
Are all the years of man
The blood of my grand pappy
And your grand pappy too
Are living in this mite of earth
It's our soil through and through
Well ever since that talk with him
I aint been scared to die
Although I'm not so sure as him
There is a bye and bye
We buried him that next years fall
Beneath his favourite tree
And on his grave sweet flowers bloom
As purty as can be.
It's in the nature of things
All creatures die
We're born we love we fight and strive
It's called being alive
It's in the nature of things
We can't stay on
There has to be some Winter dark
Before we are reborn.
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