Song picture
Grandpa's Still-a-pickin
Like
Playlist
1 Comment Share
Free download
Composed and Recorded in 1979 ... one of my first attempts at a bluegrass sound. I composed this song in just about 10 minutes. Recorded it a week later, on two cassette decks and some very cheap mic and other unusual equipment, to say the least. Di
wb gss wb vaughan wb and the western union wb prison recordings wb plain simple cd wb vaughan and the good s moment production ltd welcome to the good samar
Artist picture
A Unique, Soloist, Outlaw ... who's band ' WB and the Me Band' consists of just Me, Me, Me, Me and Me. I compose and perform a wide array of music. Not just cou
The latest designs of multi talented musicians is ' WB and the Me Band. ' Consisting of W.B. Vaughan, on guitar & lead vocals. W.B. on Bass guitar and harmony vocals. W.B. on varied background instruments, (Piano, Harmonica, Banjo, etc.) as well as vocal harmonies. And of course, last but not least? Who else but W.B. on Drums. The believe the idea, fits this new age. Don't cha think?
Song Info
Genre
Country • Bluegrass
Charts
#442 in subgenre Peak #9
Charts
Peak #84
Author
W.B. Vaughan
Rights
Yes 1983 & 2004 Plain and Simple comp.
Uploaded
August 19, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:53
Story behind the song
The story was based on my first experience, just about 20 miles, southwest of Nashville, back in 1971-72. I went there to try my hand at or sell some songs, then. I wound up, living on a mountain top, in an old run-down shack, rented, (very cheaply I might add), to me by a Sweet, old Tennesian woman called by everyone, Mama Lu-ann. It was up this old winding one-lane road, that snaked up to the top of this mountain, just off Hwy, 40, southwest of Nashville, long before it was built up as it is today? I stopped one day at a little general store, about halfway up this old road to my shack, to listen to a group of old-timers, (in their 70's and 80's) Pickin and a grinnin on this old porch of this general store. I was invited to sit in with them, and they were amazingly good! I took note of this old washtub bass, and remeberd it. But the eldest musician there was 87, pickin a homemade banjo. He wittled it out himself when he was in his 60's. And when He died later that year, and only a few months afer I had met him ... I was a bit saddened ... as they often let me sit in with them. And I always called this old gentleman, Grandpa. Actually everyone did! He was a walking, talking wealth of information. Smart and sharp as a tack, right up to his unexpected departure from this old planet. So, one day, back here in Michigan ... I got to thinking about those times ... and the song just came to me, and is a literal wording of all that I had seen and heard, when I was playing with these old mountaineers. They were truly great! But sought no fame or fortunes from the Nashville scene? To them ... it was all about the love of music, family and friends. So I wrote the song to honor, the man who everyone called Grandpa ... and his home wittled, banjo. He was absolutely, a wise and spiritual oldtimer. And I remember and think of him often.
Lyrics
When I went back to my hometown, back in these Tennessee hills I stopped once more at the general store, down from Uncle Bills' My thoughts ran back to this old porch and of the evenin sings ... Of all the folks who gather'd here that mountain music brings (1st Chorus): Grandpa's still a-pickin You can hear his banjo ring At the general store in Heaven Where all the Angels sing. (Verse): Now Uncle Bill would pick his old guitar, Daddy, his washtub bass. Sis and I, stood side by side and sang Amazing Grace ... And Jed, who ran the general store played a French harp, oh so sweet. sometimes I would just sit right there by my Grandpa's feet. (1st Chorus): (Verse): Now the Blossom twins, from down the road Were always there too sing. They'd sing of all our mountain songs, and oh the joy they'd bring. You could hear their music thoughout these hills Could hear from far and near. And all the good times that we once had on this old porch right here. (Chorus): Yes, Grandpa's still a-pickin ... You could hear his banjo ring at the general store in Heaven ... Where all the Angels sing (2nd Chorus): Yes! Grandpa's Still a-pickin You could hear his banjo ring He's gone to be with (NOTE: Slow down), J-e-s-u-s Where all theee An-gels, Sing ... Pause ... Music end.
Song Likes
On 10 Playlists
Comments 1
Please sign up or log in to post a comment.
Damascus Road Blues Band
Mar 22, 2008
Fine as Frog Hair split 3 ways