Two Rooms And A Kitchen

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In my mind's eye I see her sitting by the fireside,
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in her little old country cottage long ago.
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And she told us all the stories of the days when she was young
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and I miss my grandma more than you can know.

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And there were two rooms and a kitchen and a fiddle on the wall
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in my grandma's little cottage long ago.
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Two rooms and a kitchen and a fiddle on the wall
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and an oil lamp in the window burning low.

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And my grandma always took the time, the stories she would tell,
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how they cut the corn and saved the hay, carried water from the well.
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How they dug the spuds and dried the turf and made the gritter bread
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and when their prayers were said at night, they'd make up the settle bed.

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And there were two rooms and a kitchen and a fiddle on the wall
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in my grandma's little cottage long ago.
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Two rooms and a kitchen and a fiddle on the wall
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and an oil lamp in the window burning low.

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[Verse 3] (Key Change to D, read note above)
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And she told us how the neighbours, old McCain, he would come around,
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and the house was full of music, grandpa took the fiddle down.
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And they'd tell an old ghost stories, and they'd sing another song
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about how life was much better in the days when she was young.

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Two rooms and a kitchen and a fiddle on the wall
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in my grandma's little cottage long ago.
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Two rooms and a kitchen and a fiddle on the wall
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and an oil lamp in the window burning low.

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And I think about my grandma and the love she gave to me
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since first I was a baby and she nursed me on her knee.
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Well, she's gone but not forgotten and someday we'll meet again,
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she was more than just my grandma, she was a very special friend.

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Two rooms and a kitchen and a fiddle on the wall
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in my grandma's little cottage long ago.
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Just two rooms and a kitchen and a fiddle on the wall
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and an oil lamp in the window burning low.
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Just two rooms and a kitchen and a fiddle on the wall
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and an oil lamp in the window burning low.

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