To the sweetest grandma
That ever could be
And I’m so glad
She belongs to me.
When I’m in trouble
A kind word she gives,
And I shall love her
As long as I live.

When I am wrong,
She’ll sit me down and say,
“Do you think God
Wants you to act that way?”
After we have talked
Just a little while,
I’ll think of what she said.
Then I will smile.

Every little word I’ve said,
Every little part,
From way down deep
From my heart it came.
Now I must do my part,
Make peace with God
For there is no one else
To blame but me.