I'm My Own GrandpaGuy LombardoNow many many years ago when I was twenty-threeI was married to a widow who was pretty as can beThis widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of redMy father fell in love with her and soon they too were wedOh I'm my own grandpaI'm my own granpaIt sounds funny I know,But it really is soOh I'm my own grandpaThis made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very lifeMy daughter was my mother 'cause she was my father's wifeTo complicate the matter even though it brought me joyI soon became the father of a bouncing baby boyMy little baby then became a brother-in-law to DadAnd so became my uncle, though it made me very sadFor if he was my uncle, then that also made him br'therOf the widow's grown-up daughter who was also my stepmotherFather's wife then had a son who kept them on the runAnd he became my grandchild, for he was my daughter's sonMy wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blueBecause altho' she is my wife, she's my grandmother tooNow if my wife is my grandmother, then I'm her grandchildAnd every time I think of it, it nearly drives me wildFor now I have become the strangest case I ever sawAs husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa
