Front porch sittin' in an old rockin' chair   The sun is hot in the Texas sky   Garden growin', clothes out on a line   A dusty road when a car goes by      Story tellin' of days long ago   And the only place she'd ever been   I'm singin' softly, ?This world is not my home?   And memories take me back again      When I was young and grandma wasn't old   When she guided me as I watched life unfold   Anything we didn't have, we didn't really need to hold   When I was young and grandma wasn't old      She'd throw a party and all of her friends   Would gather around Quilton ranch   And always call out for me to come inside   And give me nickels and dimes to sing      It makes me happy that I can still go back   My memories are so clear   Of how all it used to be when I never dreamed   Of ever lookin' back from here      When I was young and grandma wasn't old   When she guided me as I watched life unfold   Anything we didn't have, we didn't really need to hold   When I was young and grandma wasn't old      When I was young and grandma wasn't old