In his rockin' chair out on the porch
He never heard the slam of that old screen door
When i stepped out and sat down beside him, and surprised him
His loud voice said, boy, these old ears
Have lost their touch after all these years
I wish they'd lasted longer but they didn't
He said, you don't know what you got till it comes up missin'
And what i wouldn't give if i could just listen to
October whistlin' through the limbs
Raindrops dripping down on the tin
Tires on that gravel stone
The sound of someone comin' home
Your grandma's wind chimes in the wind
And her sweet voice callin' me in
Oh, i, i wanna hear it again
Yeah, i, i wanna hear it again
He had a rhythm goin' like a preacher preachin'
Keepin' time with the floorboards creakin'
Goin' on and on like a pinwheel spinnin' years of wisdom
I was so caught up in the words he spoke
I couldn't choke down that lump in my throat
And then real quiet, as if no one was listenin'
He said, everybody talks about those streets of gold
We'll be walkin' down
But i already know how heaven's gonna sound, like
October whistlin' through the limbs
Raindrops dripping down on the tin
Tires on that gravel stone
The sound of someone comin' home
Your grandma's wind chimes in the wind
And her sweet voice callin' me in
Oh, i, i wanna hear it again
Yeah, i, i wanna hear it again
He got up to go to bed
And told me goodnight, son
Somewhere in the night
I'm guessin' he woke up to. . .
October whistlin' through the limbs
Raindrops dripping down on the tin
Tires on that gravel stone
The sound of someone comin' home
Your grandma's wind chimes in the wind
And her sweet voice callin' me in
Oh, i, i wanna hear it again
Yeah, i, i wanna hear it again
Oh, i, i wanna hear it again