| Many, many years ago when I was twenty-three, |
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I was married to a widow, she's as pretty as can be, |
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This widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red, |
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My father fell in lover with her, and soon these two were wed. |
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This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life, |
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My daughter was my mother 'cause she was my father's wife. |
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And then to complicate the matter, though it brought me joy, |
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I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy. |
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It sounds funny, I know, but it really is so, oh |
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This bouncing baby then became a brother-in-lay to dad, |
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And so became my uncle, though it made me very sad, |
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For if he was my uncle then he also was the brother |
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Of the widow's grown-up daughter, who, of course, was my step-mother. |
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My father's wife then had a son who kept them on the run. |
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And he became my grandchild, for he was my daughter's son. |
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My wife is now my mother's mother, and it makes me blue, |
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Because although she is my wife, she's my grandmother, too. |
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It sounds funny, I know, but it really is so, oh |
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Now if my wife is my grandmother, then I am her grandchild. |
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And every time I think of it, it nearly drives me wild. |
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For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw. |
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Husband of my grandmother, I'm my own grandpa. |
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It sounds funny, I know, but it really is so, oh |
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