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Hey! This is a good good song...
it goes..
RE LA
Now many, many years ago when I was twenty-three
RE
I was married to a widder who was pretty as can be
SOL
This widder had a grown up daughter who had hair of red
MI LA
My father fell in love with her and soon they too were wed.
RE LA
This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life
RE
My daughter was my mother for she was my father's wife
SOL
To complicate the matter even though it brought me joy
MI LA
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy.
RE LA
My little baby then became a brother-in-law to dad
RE
And so became my uncle though it made me very sad
SOL
For if he was my uncle then that also made him brother
MI LA
Of the widder's grown up daughter who of course was my step-mother.
RE LA
Father's wife then had a son who kept him on the run
RE
And he became my grandchild for he was my daughter's son
SOL
My wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blue
MI LA
Because although she is my wife, she's my grandmother too.
RE LA
Now if my wife is my grandmother, then I'm her grandchild
RE
And every time I think of it, it nearly drives me wild
SOL
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw
MI LA
As husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa.
RE LA RE SOL SOL7 LA
I'm my own grand-pa. I'm my own grand-pa.
RE SOL
It sounds funny I know, but it really is so
RE LA RE
Oh, I'm my own grand-pa.
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