a 1922 popular song
words by Joe Young and Sam M. Lewis
music by Harry Akst
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- I know a quaint little lady
Time made her old and gray
And just like ev’ry old lady
She thinks she’s in the way
Some times she sighs
Some times she cries
Some times she smiles, when I say
Chorus:
Granny, you’re my mammy’s mammy
I owe a lot to you
Granny, you gave me my mammy
The gran’est thing a Granny can do
I’d rather hold the silver in your tresses
Than all the gold this great big world possesses
Granny, you’re my mammy’s mammy
I’m mighty proud of you
- I always tell my old Granny
“Time wrinkled up your face”
So that your tears, my old Granny
May find a hiding place
Smiles that you hold
Sparkle like gold
Smiles that no time can erase
Sung here by Fred Feild: