As I wear my grandmother's silver ring
Memories come flooding back to me
I can hear her melodic voice when she laughs
And how she used to sing "Let it be"
She always gather us up in her hugs
And she used to play mini golf like a pro
She'd always tell us how much she loved us
And she'd play classic rock on her radio
She would tell me I was her greatest joy
And she was so much fun to be around
When I remember her, she's right here
She'll always be in my heart, safe and sound
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