My grandfather played and sang the parody song My Grandfather Left to Me His Old Brown Pants for my siblings and myself. We loved it. We would dance and laugh. He was born in 1869 in Wales. We never knew where this song came from and never had it written down. When he emigrated to the US from the coal mining region of Southern Wales in 1891 he made a living in America with his musical talents. He either brought this song with him or he picked it up here. I have researched the lyrics and from memory have pieced together the song as he sang it. I have worked to put the cords together for my ukulele. Here is what I have done. Everyone who says they were entertained as a child by a relative singing this song or a version of it lightens my heart as music and fun are universal.
Grandfather's Old Brown Pants
"Country Music Records: A Discography, 1921-1942"; Tony Russell and Bob Pinson. recorded by Frank Morris
The Southern Folklore Quarterly (no date given): Grandfather's Old Brown Pants
Video: "The Old American Barn Dance 1953 Episode 2" Cousin Alvin 2:40 into video
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Oh, my grandfather, he, at the age of ninety three
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Got discussed and made up his mind to die.
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Of course he left a will, and to my brother Bill
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left the old saw mill that in the town did lie.
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And to my sister, Jane, he left a watch and chain,
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a house and lot he left to sister, Nance.
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But how it made me swear when the lawyer did declare:
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that Grandfather left to me his old brown pants.
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Oh, how they did giggle. How they did yell.
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Even my sisters and my dear Isabel.
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How they did laugh when-e'er they had a chance,
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Cause Grandfather left to me his old brown pants.
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One day my brother Bill went down to Grime's old mill
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Took his clothes off - in the river went to swim.
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Along came a Billy Goat, chewed the buttons off his coat.
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Ate up his pants ('twas summer they were thin!)
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Now Bill was in a plight had to stay there all the night.
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I took his gal, Moriah, to the dance.
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And as we passed him by, just to sympathize, said I,
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Don't you wish you had my old brown pants.
Refrain
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Now Bill and Moriah wed, and the boys and girls all said
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Let's surprise them with an old rag carpet bee.
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Many colors were in demand, and the old pants came to hand
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As they ripped and cut the jokes went 'round on me.
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My Isabel the waistband tore, something rolled out on the
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floor.
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"It's a thousand dollar bill", said sister Nance.
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Said sister Jane to Bill, "That wasn't in the will."
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Says I, Don't you wish you had the old brown pants?
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