The Weather (Grandpa's Song) - Lauren Duski

Christmas wasn’t the same without her

But we put up that tree anyway

He said, «Kids don’t make a fuss.

This year it’s just another day»

We do our best to keep it normal

And it all works for a little while

Took him beating me at a hand of cards to finally crack a smile

If he still drank, he’d be drinking

If he still smoked, he’d be lightning one up

If he wasn’t shutting down

About right now, he’d be opening up

About how he finished all her stories

And bought her magazines

The gossip kind from the check out line

She always loved to read

Telling me all about sixty-five years together

But right now he can only talk about the weather

I catch him looking at her favorite chair

I can almost read his mind

I bet he can see her sitting there

I bet he’s going back in time

He’s thinking how they loved like crazy

And how they fought like cats

About all the things he misses

Wishing the good lord would give her back

If he still drank, he’d be drinking

If he still smoked, he’d be lightning one up

If he wasn’t shutting down

About right now, he’d be opening up

About how he finished all her stories

And bought her magazines

The gossip kind from the check out line

She always loved to read

Telling me all about sixty-five years together

But right now he can only talk about the weather

I know if he still drank, he’d be drinking

If he still smoked, he’d be lighting one up

If he wasn’t shutting down

About right now, he’d be opening up

About how he finished all her stories

And bought her magazines

The gossip kind from the check out line

She always loved to read

Telling me all about sixty-five years together

But right now he can only talk about the weather

It’s okay

We can talk about the weather