I’m My Own Grandpa Many many years ago, when I was twenty-three I was married to a widow as pretty as can be This widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red My father fell in love with her and soon the two were wed This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life For my daughter was my mother, for she was my father's wife To complicate the matter, even though it brought me joy I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy My little baby thus became a brother-in-law to Dad And so became my uncle, though it made me very sad For if he was my uncle, then that also made him brother To the widow's grown-up daughter, who of course was my step-mother Father's wife then had a son who kept him on the run And he became my grandchild for he was my daughter's son My wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blue Because although she is my wife, she is my grandma, too! Oh, if my wife's my grandmother then I am her grandchild And every time I think of it, it nearly drives me wild For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw As the husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa! (Chorus) I'm my own grandpa I'm my own grandpa It sounds funny I know, But it really is so I'm my own grandpa! By: Dwight B. Latham and Moe Jaffee