Granny started walkin’ at sixty years old, Said she’d live forever, wouldn’t do what she’s told. Every mornin’ at dawn, out the door she’d go, Now she’s ninety-seven, and we don’t even know! She took off down the highway, feet hittin’ fast, Left us all wonderin’ if she’s ever comin’ back. Saw her last week in a postcard from Maine, Next day someone swore they saw her hoppin’ a train! Where the hell is Granny? She’s been gone too long! Last we heard, she was dancin’ in a honky-tonk song! She might be in Texas, she might be in Spain, Or ridin’ a Harley down the fast lane! Sheriff came by, said "Y’all seen this face?" Held up a picture from some poker place. She was winnin’ big, had a stack real high, Then she cashed out, yelled "Viva Las Vegas!" and waved goodbye! Some say she’s in Rio, dancin’ real slow, Some say she’s moonshinin’ in Tupelo. If she don’t turn up, well, I swear to the Lord, We’ll find her face on a damn billboard! 💬 "Now listen here… Some say she’s a ghost, some say she’s a myth, But last night, I got a text that said ‘Wish y’all were here’… from the Great Pyramid!" Where the hell is Granny? She’s been gone too long! Last we heard, she was skydivin’ in a rock ‘n’ roll song! She might be in Memphis, she might be in Rome, Hell, she might be chillin’ in the Twilight Zone!