[Intro] [fingerpicked acoustic guitar] [Verse 1] [spoken male vocals] For her, by my great-granddad, okay? And, you know, she had this humongous kitchen And the cabinets went all the way up to the twelve, at least twelve-foot ceilings And the kitchen cabinets went all the way up to the ceiling And she had this rolling, uh, what do you call it, ladder thingy That went around the kitchen, so she'd climb that ladder to go way up there And I saw her one time, she got up there And there was a can of food from like World War 1 Or early World War 2 on the top shelf with the label still on That's how old that house was But my great-granddaddy and my pawpaw, one of the ways they used to make money is they were fur trappers Back, uh, like around World War 1 and in the World War 2 depression And, uh, have any of you seen Elmer Fudd? [bass enters, sustained low notes] You know, like, okay, well, he, see, my great-granddaddy was a first-generation migrant here from Germany, okay? And he had all of the double-sided red and olive drab hunting gear like you see Elmer Fudd wear I mean, that was like old, okay? And he'd hunt with a, like a, I think it was a sixteen-gauge, mismatched barrel shotgun I swear the barrels on that thing were eight foot long But it was wild, man, you'd go to his place and he had like vintage Like, he had like the first Zebco reels, like the first fly pole, you know? And you know what made me mad is I didn't realize until later When he died, they threw everything away He had like the first Coleman lanterns He had all the vintage, like, stuff worth a lot of money You don't realize how much like the first fly poles and reels are worth And they just...
