Bill Nash Music

Lyrics

Track 3 - Spilled a Little Blood – Bill Nash – Standard Tuning - Capo 3

My grandpa worked the steel mills of northern Illinois
Phoenix Steel Company, till he retired from his employ
Forty seven years he’d go to work early in the morn
He’d bend horseshoes all day, ‘till the sound of the horn

Then he’d come home to Grandma, but first to take a shower
To remove the grime and the grit of a day’s work in an hour
Then he’d work out in the field till the sun set in the west
He’d tend the garden to bring the food to the table to be blessed

Chorus
Grandpa was a quiet man, he never had a lot to say
A pipe wrench in his hand, he’d work on the car in the driveway
Sometimes he would curse, expletives in a flood
And he only felt a job was done if he spilled a little blood

Now Grandpa never learned how to read or write in school
He did things his own way, always followed the golden rule
But a wiser man you’d never meet in your time on this earth
He knew how to fix things from the moment of his birth

I learned how to use a saw, and a hammer and a nail
I watched him and my Dad build our house to every detail
They spent all their free time to get the house just right
To have a place for the boys and the girls to sleep at night

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Now as a young man, I never learned how to swear
But I heard a bunch from Grandpa, all that he could spare
And I used them sometimes, just hoping against hope
I would not get my mouth washed out with Mom’s Ivory soap (Ch)