I was a little boy and I took it hard when Grandpa had to leave.
Grandma said, listen up son, I've someone I'd like for you to meet.
And she pulled to the edge of the road by the riverside and cranked an eight -track radio.
A man come on singing, everything gonna be alright.
And in that August sun she smiled, her tears welled in her eyes.
She said sometimes it's gonna rain, even if you don't want it to, what you gonna do?
Sitting on a riverbank, her arm around me, we sang quietly, Grandma, me, and Bob Marley.
So baby, when that sun ain't shining, you can call on me.
I'll take you miles along a winding road, to places that you've been,
where you can find your strength again.
And in the morning you will rise, you're gonna be alright.
Sitting on a riverbank, my arms around you, we'll sing quietly, you and me and Bob Marley.
Sitting on a riverbank, my arms around you,
we'll sing quietly, you and me and Bob Marley.
You and me and Bob Marley.
You and me and Bob Marley.
