she won't share it's not fair there's nothing i can do tuesday night grandma curled up in my bed by wednesday morning my grandma was dead i was in charlotte, i took the bus home her shoes, watch, and teeth were still in my room and as i lay me down to sleep i felt her spirit rise up through me she said "i got to live a long eighty six years, dry your tears. i know it's hard but please let go so i can meet your grandpa in the undertow chin up girl, you've got to be strong, and know when (guitaretab.com)
