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Story behind the song
Story of a man who had little in riches, but much in the ability to give.
Lyrics
PERCY PACKARD © 2008 Janice Hopkins/Eric Baker/Randy Bandura
He lived down the road by the river
Folks knew he was born dirt poor
A slight, white-haired man, raised by givers
Everything he had was yours
He said, life adds up to what you put in
You should treat a stranger like a long lost friend
Down round the bend in the dogwood trees
Percy Packard would be there waitin’ for me
A gentle man, no ax to grind
Gave me a nickel, when he had a dime
When I’d play that old piano, he’d ask for more
His wife had played it many years before
Gave a Mason jar of water with all his time
Percy Packard was a big man in my eyes
Well, he’d listen to my eight year old dreams
Loved to hear his stories ‘bout the past
We’d sip cool water on the porch swing
Both hopin’ that our time could last
Well, I heard the sad news in early May
Been many years, still recall that day
Bridge:
Percy went home ninety years from birth
The kindest man my young life had known
Behind the church, I touched the ground
Placed a nickel in a fruit jar on Percy’s stone
Down round the bend in the dogwood trees
Percy Packard would be there waitin’ for me
A gentle man, no ax to grind
Gave me a nickel, when he had a dime
When I’d play that old piano, he’d ask for more
His wife had played it many years before
Gave a Mason jar of water with all his time
Percy Packard was a big man in my eyes
Percy Packard was a big man in my eyes
Such a mighty big man in my eyes
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