I went over to my grandpa's place
to hear his life story,
as we sat on the swings near his old house which he built with his own hands!
he sat down with his own specs, and then looked at me man to man and said;

(chourus)
[alot has changed in the past fifty years a couple of wars has appeared yeah, all of this and more and it just keeps getting worse Life ain't like it was back then around 1938]

And all I could do was look at his old wrinckled face, and try to think about all the things he had said!
Yes years have passed by sense that conversation! But when I take a look at my dad, all I can think about is the conversation that me and grandpa had, when he said-{repeat Chourus}

Yeah! I went over to my grandpa's place to hear his life story and learn my place.