Grandpa's Guitar

Strumming the guitar you save You say it will be mine someday Laughing at the jokes you make Always puts a smile on my face But it's hard to wait And watch you contemplate Should I go or stay? Well I'm here to say You can let go You don't have to hold Onto these earthly things They can't remain And I know It's hard getting old But once you find your peace You'll fall on your knees In wonder Looking at the Father He'll hold you so close And say son welcome home Hearing you sing one day Gave us something more to relate Now I just want to thank you for Getting me a guitar to play But it's hard to wait And watch you slip away Do you want to go or stay Well we're here to say You can let go You don't have to hold Onto these earthly things They can't remain And I know It's hard getting old But once you find your peace You'll fall on your knees In wonder Looking at the Father He'll hold you so close Say son welcome home (Welcome home) You'll be humming with the angels And singing Jesus' name And not feel pain from playing guitar with your hands You'll be looking at a distance, Seeing all that God has made You'll be able to see with two eyes again and These memories, They'll never leave They're mine to keep Until I see you In front me Finally in peace You're no longer weak You're in sweet victory 'Cause you finally let go You no longer hold Onto these earthly things they don't mean a thing And I know It was hard getting old Now you feel so free being a child of the King You're awed in wonder Looking at the Father He holds you so close And welcomes you home Strumming my grandpa's guitar he gave I guess it becomes mine today.