I'm My Own Grampa by Homer & Jethro

“I'M MY OWN GRAMPA”
Homer & Jethro
1956 RCA Victor 6765


Many, many years ago when I was 23,
I was married to a Wider who was purty as can be.
This Wider had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red.
My father fell in love with her and soon they two were wed.

This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life,
For my daughter was my mother cause she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matter even though it brought me joy,
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy.


I'm my own grampa,
I'm my own grampa.
It sounds funny I know,
But it really is so.
I'm my own grampa.


My little baby then became a brother-in-law to dad,
And so became my uncle, though it made me very sad,
For if he was my uncle then that also made him brother
Of the Wider's grown up daughter who of course was my step-mother.

My father's wife then had a son who kept them on the run,
And he became my grandchild for he was my daughter’s son.
My wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blue,
Because, although she is my wife, she's my grandmother too.


I'm my own grampa,
I'm my own grampa.
It sounds funny I know,
But it really is so.
I'm my own grampa.


Oh if my wife is my grandmother then I'm her grandchild,
And every time I think of it, it nearly drives me wild,
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw
As husband of my own grandmother I'm my own grampa!


I'm my own grampa,
I'm my own grampa.
It sounds funny I know,
But it really is so.
I'm my own grampa.