I'm
My own grandpa
He's his own grandpa
It sounds funny, I know
But it really is so
Oh, I'm my own grandpa
Many, many years ago when I was 23
I was married to a widow
who was pretty as could be.
This widow had a grown -up
daughter
who had hair of red.
His father fell in love with her
and soon they two were wed.
This made my dad my son -in -law
and changed my very life
for my daughter was my mother
cause she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matter
even though it brought him joy
He soon became the father
of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became
a brother -in to dad,
And so became my uncle,
though it made me very sad.
For if he was his uncle,
then that also made him brother
Of the widow's grown -up daughter,
who, of course, was his stepmother.
I'm my own grandpa
He's his own grandpa
It sounds funny, I know
But it really is so
Oh, I'm my own grandpa
Father's wife then had a son
who kept them on the run
And he became my grandchild,
he was my daughter's son.
His wife is now his mother's mother,
and it makes him blue,
Because although she is his wife,
she's his grandmother too.
Now if my wife is my grandmother,
then I'm her grandchild,
And every time I think of it,
it nearly drives me wild.
For now he has become
the strangest case you ever saw,
As husband of his grandmother,
he is his own grandpa.
I'm my own grandpa.
He's his own grandpa.
His own grandpa.
It sounds funny, I know,
but it really is so.
Oh, I'm my own grandpa.
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