GRANDMA'S ON THE WAY
SHE BRUSHES HER FROSTED SILVER HAIR,
SHE WEARS IT LIKE A CROWN
HAPPINESS IS ON HER FACE,
I SELDOM SEE HER FEELING DOWN
HER GRANDCHILDREN, FAR AWAY,
WAIT FOR HER TO COME
SHE'S ALMOST TOO EXCITED,
SHE'S FEELING NEARLY NUMB
OH, TO HOLD THEM IN HER ARMS
AND GIVE THEM ALL A KISS
THIS IS ALL THAT'S ON HER MIND,
AND WHAT SHE'S COME TO MISS
TO TELL THEM GRANDMA LOVES THEM
AND MISSES THEM SO MUCH
TO REALLY HUG THEM FROM THE HEART
AND FEEL THEIR LOVING TOUCH
TO BRAG AT THEIR ACCOMPLISHMENTS
AND JOIN THEM IN A SONG
IF SHE DOESN'T KNOW THE WORDS,
STILL, SHE'LL SURELY SING ALONG
TO LAUGH AT ALL THEIR ANTICS
AND WATCH THEM AS THEY PLAY
TO CRY AS GENTLY AS SHE CAN
WHEN IT'S TIME TO GO AWAY
HER HAIR IS DONE, IT'S LOVELY
IT SHOWS OFF HER STYLE AND GRACE
NOW, AT LAST, IT'S TIME TO LEAVE
WITH A SMILE UPON HER FACE
"CALL THE KIDS AND SAY I'M COMING,
DON'T SAY I HAD TO HUFF AND PUFF
JUST TELL THEM GRANDMA'S ON THE WAY
AND CAN'T GET THERE SOON ENOUGH"
