Some things are gone before you even gettem

Some things go and they ain't ever gone

Some things stay you wish you'd never let em

Some things are worth just the holdin' on

Twin city mini nice tin, good rubber

Stowed it in the barn for twenty nine years

Towed it with the chain when we finally got it started

Grampa's eyes filled up with tears

Touched up the rust with a little bit of colour

Drained thе differential and a change-box too

Squarе-cut gears grindin' like a mother

When we finally got it runnin', it was good as new

Twin city mini nice tin, good rubber

Stowed it in the barn for twenty nine years

Towed it with the chain when we finally got it started

Grampa's eyes filled up with tears

Standin' on the corner

Kids on my shoulder

Every wagon goes by

And everybody waves

Everybody cheers when he comes around the corner

Grampa's drivin' it... in front of the parade!

Twin city mini nice tin, good rubber

Stowed it in the barn for twenty nine years

Towed it with the chain when we finally got it started

Grampa's eyes filled up with tears

Towed it with the chain when we finally got it started

Grampa's eyes filled up with tears