If Your Family Tree
Doesn't Fork
(Author
Unknown*)
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Many, many years ago
when I was twenty three,
I got married to a widow who was pretty as could 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.
My daughter was my mother,
For she was my father's wife.
To complicate the
matters word,
Although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then
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 them on the run.
And he became my grandson,
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's my grandmother too.
If my wife is my
grandmother,
Then I am her grandchild.
And every time I think of it,
It simply 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!
Thank you, Noel Cox, for reporting
that this is a
song: I'm My Own Grandpa,
written in 1947 by M. Jaffe & D. Latham.
Ray Stevens recorded the song in 1987
This Page Last Updated:
November 14, 2011
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