Grampa is an entertainer,
A saucy gent with silky strainer
Upon his upper lip, and Grampa's trip
Is a rag.

Now today with jazz so live again,
Grampa loves to juice and jive again.
With his straw hat and his cane again,
Grampa cuts a wonderful rag.

Grampa has no generation gap.
He's got rhythm and blues.
Watch his slick sophisticated tap.
He's eternal. The kid is vernal.

Join right in and take a spin with him,
Step right out and twirl about with him,
Dig his style and you will smile with him,
What if...he's...a...little...bit...weary...

Music and Lyrics copyright 1954-1979-1992-1998 by Louise Jackson Doyle

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