
Grandma's Sewing
by CJ Frei
Lyrics
Verse 1
You could hear that old machine
Before you walked through the door
A gentle hum from down the hall
Like a song we'd heard before
She'd patch a tear in Daddy's jeans
Or sew my name inside my coat
Never asked for anything
She just threaded one more hope
Chorus
Grandma's sewing...
Was more than needle and thread
She stitched a little love
Into every life she led
From quilts that warmed the winter
To patches on worn sleeves
Funny how she mended hearts...
Every time she'd mend our jeans
Verse 2
There was always one more blanket
Folded neatly by the bed
Every square had its own story
Every color something said
One came from Grandpa's work shirt
One from Mama's Sunday dress
Looking back, I guess she knew
Love was found in little threads
Chorus
Grandma's sewing...
Was more than needle and thread
She stitched a little love
Into every life she led
From quilts that warmed the winter
To patches on worn sleeves
Funny how she mended hearts...
Every time she'd mend our jeans
Bridge
Now that old machine sits silent
Beside the window where she'd sew
Sometimes I swear I hear it humming
When the evening breezes blow
My little girl pulled out one quilt
Asked, "Who made this one for me?"
I smiled and wrapped it 'round her shoulders...
And said,
"Your great-grandma...
She made it long before you were ever here."
Final Chorus
Grandma's sewing...
Still keeps this family warm
Every stitch reminds us
Love can outlive any storm
The thread may all be faded
But the memories never fray
She stitched herself into our lives...
One little piece each day
Yeah, every time that old quilt wraps around me
I can almost hear that machine...
And Grandma's sewing.