Oh Nanna, home is your laughter, I’m so glad I’m your daughter’s daughter,

Oh Nanna, I love looking through, And seeing you smile as you make dough,

Oh Nanna, you never let me lose, And if I do, you get Gramps with the hose,

Oh Nanna, when life seems bleak, You make my favourite, chips and steak,

Oh Nanna, please never move, Or I’ll lose a piece of me that is your love