Every year your needles fly
One for each of us, fourteen strong
Every stitch and every row
Counted out the whole year long
Taped inside the cupboard door
An index card keeps every score
Each Thanksgiving out comes the pen
You check our sizes all again
Then you add a size, just one
So there's room before you're done
We'll grow into it
Fourteen of us in wool you knit
A size too big, and that's the trick
We'll grow into it
Christmas Eve, you call us in
Fourteen on the stairs again
Cuffs hang past our fingertips
Smile, and button up those lips
One photo, that's the deal
Hold it steady, make it real
Nobody's allowed to complain
Not this year and not again
So we grin from top to toe
Matching sweaters, row on row
We'll grow into it
Fourteen of us in wool you knit
A size too big, and that's the trick
We'll grow into it
You roll those peanut butter buckeyes
Then you hide the good tin high
Way up on top of the fridge
Where you think it slips our eye
That scratchy record starts to spin
Same old crackle, same old tune
And every year you hum along
Right on cue, Grandma, right on cue
We all know the words by now
Took us years, but we learned how
We'll grow into it
Fourteen of us in wool you knit
A size too big, and that's the trick
We'll grow into it
Grandma June, we're getting tall
But the sleeves still swallow our hands
Maybe that was the plan all along
Room to grow into the kind of heart you have
We'll grow into it
Fourteen of us still learning how you knit
Your kind of love, a size too big
We'll grow into it
Every year your needles fly
Merry Christmas, we'll grow into it