There is a little girl who I know is
asking me asks me someday,
"Daddy where did my grandpa go?"
Ill have to tell her, when she gets older
Than she'll stop crying,
Your grandpas flying, he's flying with Jesus
Your grandpas with Jesus
And he looks down upon you,
and he loves you with all his heart
and someday, someday you'll see him again
Grandpa and God are together
making music with the angels
and if he could I know he would
sing a sweet sweet song and send it to you
so wipe your tears and open your ears to hear his song
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There is a little girl who I know is
asking me asks me someday,
"Daddy where did my grandpa go?"
Ill have to tell her, when she gets older
Than she'll stop crying,
Your grandpas flying, he's flying with Jesus
Your grandpas with Jesus
And he looks down upon you,
and he loves you with all his heart
and someday, someday you'll see him again
Grandpa and God are together
making music with the angels
and if he could I know he would
sing a sweet sweet song and send it to you
so wipe your tears and open your ears to hear
so wipe your tears and open your ears to hear his song