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I stopped by our old place out on Marsden Road
Fifty years just seemed to melt away
I could feel my feet running, flying down the hill
Through the orchard to Shorty's Back Door
There was always something for me to do
I'd snap beans while she would bake a pie
Then I'd set the table while she sliced the bread
I knew I was the apple of her eye
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But my Grandma's been gone now for so many years
I can still feel her kind hand brush away my tears
She always had time for her favorite little girl
When I knocked on Shorty's Back Door

Come Friday when I got home from school
I'd hurry to finish every chore
Cause I knew Shorty'd call when she got home from work
Saying meet me by the back door
We'd get clothes off the line and pick lima beans
Then we'd make up the bed
With her eiderdown quilt and those line dried sheets
Soon she'd tuck in her 'sleepy head'
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On Saturday morning we'd gather windfalls
Or pick flowers down by Lee's Creek
I remember her grey eyes so flled with love
and the touch of her kiss on my cheek
Her name was Maxine, they all called her Max
but she was just Shorty to me
Shorty and Tink homesteaded that farm
and that's where I wish I could be
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