I've been sitting here all day, thinking Same old dream, ten years away, thinking Now my days are gone, memories linger on Thoughts of when I was a boy Penny farlings on the street, riding Motor cars for funny things, frightening Rolling hoops and spinning tops, penny pretzels and lollipops, comic cuts, all different things Granddad, Granddad, you're lovely That's what we all think of you Granddad, Granddad, you're lovely That's what we all think of you Granddad, Granddad Aeroplanes tied up with string, flying Telephones and talking things, sighing A radio and phonograph, Charlie Chaplin made us laugh, silently falling about Familiar things I keep around, nearly Memories of my younger days, clearly Come into my mind, every day I find Thoughts of when I was a boy Granddad, Granddad, you're lovely That's what we all think of you Granddad, Granddad, you're lovely That's what we all think of you Granddad, Granddad, Granddad, Granddad, Granddad