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