his name was sam

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my granddad left me this guitar i'm playing, when i was just a little girl, i remember him saying, "sweet pea, you were born to sing", we'd sit out in his workshop, he'd strum this thing for hours, rest his chin right here on the top, close his eyes and pour his heart out, singing "silver wings", now he's up in heaven looking down, and all i wanna do is make him proud of me, so when i play, i play for him, i feel him in my soul, and i when i pray, i'm thanking him 'cause there's one thing i know, he's guiding me, protecting me, his songs are playing right through my hands, his name was sam, he was born in pickens county, in the hills of carolina, spent his whole life working hard jobs, making nothing by the hour, then he'd drive home and pick these strings, he'd say "first things first, where's my kiss?", he'd sing me a song, and how i wish he was here today, so when i play, i play for him, i feel him in my soul, and i when i pray, i'm thanking him 'cause there's one thing i know, he's guiding me, protecting me, his songs are playing right through my hands, his name was sam, he must be sitting up there talking, to god about my big dreams, asking him for a favor to send his angels to protect me, cause when i sing, i sing for him, i feel him in my soul, and i when i pray, i'm thanking him 'cause there's one thing i know, he's guiding me, protecting me, his songs are playing right through my hands, his name was sam, his name was sam, thank you, sam, thank you, sam