A Million Little Pieces Of My Mind

That '70s Album

Granny, Bring Your Honda Home!

By: Paul S Cilwa Posted: 8/14/2026 Page Views: 166
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Granny's got a motorcycle and no intention of coming home.
Estimated reading time: 2 minute(s) (457 words)

In 1970 I did the "Marian Sessions". Marian Robinson was a woman who, if I recall right, was introduced to me by my Mom. Marian had an electronic organ, and wanted to write songs and sell them. She could play the organ (not as well as I), but absolutely couldn't sing, or arrange. So that was to be my job.

Meanwhile, my pal Mike Parry, wanted to write a song with me, a humorous ditty about an old lady who rode a motorcycle. We both worked on the lyrics; I did the melody and demo recording, using Marian's organ and recording equipment to do it. We also filled out the Library of Congress paperwork and were granted a copyright! (So, in other news, the Library of Congress has a 3-inch reel-to-reel tape of me singing this song!)

Another song on this album also came out of the Marian Sessions: I'm Only As Far As The Nearest Bar.

Marian Robinson passed away long ago, and she had no children, so I may well be the last person on Earth who remembers her at all. It's a strange feeling. I wanted her name to be here.

Sounds Like

Beach pop

Granny, Bring Your Honda Home!

By Paul S Cilwa

Lyrics

Granny we know you love your Honda so
Granny it's not right to ride away at night
And make us sad and blue
'Cause you didn't take the kids too

Granny, Granny bring your Honda home
It's not safe for a woman your age to roam alone

Moving on your 750 with training wheels
Always pressing 90 with the fuzz at your heels
Tearing up the road and burning up the street
Roaming this country with the world at your feet oh

Granny, Granny bring your Honda home
It's not safe for a woman your age to roam alone

Dragging by the hospital at 135
And when you've passed there's not a patient there left alive
That 80-year-old hippie that preaches love and peace
The landlord said if he don't go we're gonna lose our lease so

Granny, Granny bring your Honda home
It's not safe for a woman your age to roam alone

With your Mickey Mouse helmet and your Minnie Mouse shirt
Moving with the gang you're a regular flirt
You wave your steel chain when people come near
And driving by the house everybody can hear us

Granny, Granny bring your Honda home
It's not safe for a woman your age to roam alone

Granny, Granny bring your Honda home
It's not safe for a woman your age to roam alone
Granny, Granny bring your Honda home
Granny, Grandma bring your Honda home