The Ballad of Grandma [F] [C] [D] [G] And an army blanket, not a mummy sleeping bag at Gatewood - From the Album night “Mighty Wolf” [F] [E] [G] [Am] A homemade backpack and a shower curtain for a tent [Intro] [F] [G] [C] [F] [C] The pioneer of the ultra-light movement (was) Nowadays there’s thousands of us [G] [C] [Chorus] Who hike the trail [F] [G] [C] [F] [G] [C] [F] [C] Grandma Gatewood, Grandma Gatewood But the very first to do it (Oohs) [D] [G] [F] [C] Well, that’s quite a tale What gave you the notion [F] [C] (Ahs) To set your feet in motion [F] [E] [Dm] [F] [G] So toss a log on the campfire Did the spirit of the wild set you free [G] [Am] [F] [G] [C] It’s time you understood Well, you sure put the “grand” in “Grandma” to me [F] [G] [C] [C] [F] [C][G] [C][F][C] A bit about Grandma Gatewood [C] [F] [C][G] [C][F][C] [V2] [F] [C] [G] [C] [V1] [F] [C] [G][C] A tin cup, one change of clothes, sausages and cheese At the age of 67, in 1955 [F] [C] [D] [G] [F] [C] [D] [G] All her other food she foraged, beneath the trees This mother of 11 kids somehow got the drive [F] [E] [F] [E] [G] [Am] (Grandma said) “I’d never a’ hiked that trail had I To hike the Appalachian Trail from Georgia to Maine [G] [Am] [F] [G] [C] known how tough it’d be 2,000 rugged miles of terrain [F] [G] [F] [G] [C] [F] [C][G] [C][F][C] But something kept me moving, something deep inside [C] [F] [C] [G] [C] of me (She was) A pair of Keds sneakers, laced up good and tight [F] [G] [C] [F] [G] [C] Grandma Gatewood, Grandma Gatewood [V3] (Oohs) [F] [C] (Ahs) What gave you the notion [F] [C] [G] [F] [C] Well it wasn’t always easy spending every day in To set your feet in motion [C] [Dm] [F] [G] stride (outside) Did the spirit of the wild set you free [F] [C] [D] [G] [F] [G] [C] But she hiked the Appalachian Trail two times more Well, you sure put the “grand” in “Grandma” to me ‘fore she died [C] [F] [E] [G] [Am] And I don’t know about you, but there’s something [Bridge] that I feel (Oohs) [F] [G] [C] [Bb] [F] When I set my feet a-moving something real No Thermarest, No down vest (Something real Just like) [C] No cookstove, just a fire [Chorus] [Bb] [F] [C] [F] [G] [C] [F] [G] [C] No LED headlamp to shine---- Grandma Gatewood, Grandma Gatewood [Bb] [F] (Oohs) No stuff sacks, nor backpack straps [F] [C] [C] You’re a lady I admire No water purifier [F] [C] [D] ‘Cause you followed your desire She persevered without the gear, nothing designer, [F] [G] made in China You moved when you felt moved to do [G] [E] [Am] Yeah, Grandma Gatewood did just fine What just felt right to you From Georgia, Carolina, Tennessee and both Virginias [F] [G] [Am] -- Maryland, Pennsylvania, New Jersey You put “elation” in the Appalachian Trail, the AT and New York [F] [G] Connecticut, Massachusetts, Vermont, New Hampshire, Maine And you sure put the “grand” in “Grandma” to me And then the groovy Granny hiked the trail again (and [C] [F] [C][G] [C][F][C7] again!) Grandma Gatewood, every state should Have a view, named after you [G7] .