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Mowing at Grandma's

from Holy Shit by Davey Dynamite and Friends

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This is a song about me mowing the lawn at my Grandma's. It gets real sad, but it's mostly goofy. Much like me, hehehehe

Bear came over not long ago and filmed me mowing the lawn at my Grandma's and then playing guitar in her shed. I am so used to separating certain parts of my life that it felt really strange. It was a blast, though, and a learning experience. Huge thanks to my Grandma for letting is film this in her yard and probably weird out a few neighbors.

Bear has been a rad friend for a while now and it meant alot that he wanted to do this. He made a super fun video and here it is! Check out his other projects on the RBM youtube page. His biggest thing right now is a documentary where musicians get randomly assigned to start bands with eachother and see where things go. It's really fun and you should hit him or me up if you want to be involved at all!

lyrics

Every summer, year to year, grab the car and find my way back here
open the shed door, smell the air, pull the rip cord, kick it into gear
I’ve been cutting this grass since I was ten or so
just like my mom and her dad and my dad and uncles
I got my music and my water and my thoughts
and I’ll be doin this until the ground starts to frost

Ill be mowin at Grandma’s

A lot has changed but a lot has stayed the same
I know every corner, every ditch, and every lane
the swing set and the old tree is gone
there’s a garden that the local wildlife preys on
from the outside, to the in
never change the pattern, though some spots are getting thin
the roots in the ground make it easy to trip
but I always get a hug and a nice little tip

I’m mowin at Grandma’s

I remember, I was a kid
when I ran over, the baby rabbits
all I could do was yell for my dad
and he took over while I cried on the stairs

I started praying to god that very night
afraid and in love of every precious life
and I didn’t stop for ten years or so
and I ain’t never told nobody that before

And I know I won’t be doin this forever
but damn it might as well be forever
Right here growin with the weather
all these memories, nothings better than
mowin at Grandma’s

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from Holy Shit, released December 20, 2016

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