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Loudon Wainwright III - Nanny lyrics
My grandmother was like no other Too bad you didn't meet her Every day at three she'd have G and T At bridge you could not beat her Christmastime she'd end up crying Listening to Chevalier And I got ten bucks and a card each year In September for my birthday My grandmother didn't much bother Too much about being a granny She didn't bake or knit She didn't give a shit Us kids called her nanny In the summertime we'd visit her Take the train up to Rhodes Island Westerly all east taxi Would pick us up, we'd party My grandmother, my sister and my brother And me all went to the ocean In her cabin in there and that big beach chair She'd survey our commotion At the yacht club we'd get our grub We had grinders and grape sodas What a dream, pop corn, icecream Two weeks, no junk food quotas! My grandmother would light up another You know that cough of hers was chronic She didn't drink wine but she was just fine With that nice tall gin and tonic Nanny had opinions Nanny wasn't prissy She said the men were queer who just drank beer And ginger-ale was for sissies My grandmother provided cover For me when times got tricky She took me in despite my sin When I was busted in the late sixties She found me a job in a boat yard In her kitchen I cooked my brown rice and vegetables and hijiki seaweed Wasn't too long before I wrote my first song Pretty soon I'd done it twice My grandmother was like no other Too bad you didn't meet her Every day at three she'd have G and T At bridge you could not beat her Christmastime she'd end up crying Listening to Maurice Chevalier And I got ten bucks and a card each year In September for my birthday One year I got a twenty from nanny on my birthday |
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