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Please allow 11 seconds for this song to download and see if you can make sense of it.  Even with the words to this 1947 classic, we think you will have to agree that it's very difficult to follow. 
Specifically, see if you can draw a family tree on paper which accurately represents the complex relationships described here.  Good luck!  Submitted to
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I'm My Own Grandpa

Written by Dwight Latham & Moe Jaffe

Many many years ago, when I was twenty-three,
I was married to a widow who was as pretty as can be,
This widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red,
My father fell in love with her and soon they two were wed.


This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life,
For my daughter was my mother, cause she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matter, even though it brought me joy,
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy.
     I'm my own grandpa, I'm my own grandpa.
     It sounds funny, I know, but it really is so --
     I'm my own grandpa.
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
Of the widow's grown-up daughter, who of course was my step-mother.

    
Now father's wife then had a son who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandchild 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.
     I'm my own grandpa, I'm my own grandpa.
     It sounds funny, I know, but it really is so --
     I'm my own grandpa.
Oh, if my wife is my grandmother then I'm her grandchild.
And every time I think of it it nearly drives me wild.
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw --
As husband of my own grandmother, I'm my own grandpa.
     I'm my own grandpa, I'm my own grandpa.
     It sounds funny, I know, but it really is so --
I'm my own grandpa.

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