Singer/Songwriter
Butch...Singer/Songwriter
Story behind the song
Grampa would yell at me from the porch to come up and roll Buglar cigarettes for him....then he'd tell me stories.
Lyrics
The Storyteller
Butch Runyon © 2008
Hey, Hey hey…have you got time for me today
I
I passed my grampa sitting on the porch of a local general store
He said no one wants to hear my tales, they don’t visit anymore
I think it’s probably because … I think they’ve heard ‘em all before
So I decided I would write them down, and then when I am gone
They can take them out, take their time, and read them, maybe even pass them on
CHO
My kids are really quite surprised by the things I’ve seen and done
As I’d sit and tell the stories to my daughters and my sons
And there were times when I’d change things up, just to hear what they would say
Cause the older I get, the better I was, ……. back in the good old days
Hey, Hey hey…have you got time for me today
II
So I spent the day with the storyteller listening to the older one
So I could learn to tell my tales … to my own daughters and my sons
So I put them into song, I recorded them, …..for my own legacy
Now they can listen, if and when they want, of how it used to be
Bridge
Not all were total truth, … about the fame and glory
They’d say, what’s your point, Dad, …..I’d say none. I just like to tell the story.
Hey, Hey…have you got time for me today
I’ve got a lot older, got a lot wiser, gotta lotta’ grandkids
And these days, all I wanna’ do is just sit on that front porch
And when one of them walks by, here’s what I do
Hey….have you got time for me today
