A personalized song for Grandpa

[Verse 1] Forty-two years up at quarter past six, A thermos of coffee and a toolbox to fix, You never once complained when the weather turned mean, Frank, you kept that whole place running clean. [Chorus] So hang up the hard hat, the fish are biting slow, There's a porch and a sunset with your name on, you know, Thank you for the years and the good you put in, Grandpa, the best part's about to begin. [Verse 2] The grandkids want lessons in casting a line, Grandma's got a list, but you'll get to it in time, The tools in the garage can finally take a rest, And so can the man who always gave his best.

[Verse 1] You taught me to drive in a beat-up blue Ford, Said "check your mirrors" a thousand times more, You never missed a game, even sat in the rain, Dad, you'd do it all over again. [Chorus] Sixty looks good on you, turn the music up loud, You're still the coolest guy in any crowd, So here's to the jokes and the dad dance too, Happy birthday, Dad, sixty looks good on you.