Heart of the Wood

I think what made granddaddy great is that he didn't work all day

I'd love the time we spent and I'd go everywhere he went

We'd end up on some old deer trail

And I'd listen hard as he would spin his tales

We were in a field of stumps he said I got a new one for you hon

These trees once stood tall and I'm the man that made them fall

I cut 'em up, sanded them down

And you wouldn't believe what I found

past the bark and all the scars

Our home was in the heart of those old trees

God bless who sowed those seeds

A hundred years and they just grew

And only heaven knew what they'd be, to our family

All that time to become what they should

you know Our home was in the heart of the wood

He smiled, said there's my favorite one, pointed at a cherry stump

He said I couldn't afford the one at Sears so the good lord planted one right here

He carved out what he saw within and he gave it to my dad when he turned ten

Past the bark and all the scars

There was a guitar in the heart of that old tree

All from just one seed

A hundred years and it just grew

And only heaven knew just what it'd be

And how that tree could sing

All the time to become what it should

There were songs in the heart of the wood

He said we can mark a tree to keep from getting lost

and it'll always point our way home like that old rugged cross

A hundred years and it just grew and only heaven knew what it'd be

And who'd hang on that tree it held the Son of God like it should

But I know it broke the heart of the wood

i think what made granddaddy great was that he didn't work all day

I'd love the time we spent

I'd go everywhere that old man went