VeggieTales — 113 Years Ago

[Ebenezer Nezzer] 113 Years ago, with one chicken and a coop My grandma started dyeing eggs for the local Girl Scout troop She started making money, and as her business grew She got more hens and colors and she knew just what to do She built herself a factory To do what she loved best She kept on dyeing Easter eggs But then you know the rest I suppose it was bound to happen Her age she could not hide More than 100 years of living And then one day she died Before she drifted off that day, she whispered in my ear Those words I never shall forget I still hear them loud and clear She said, Ebby -- She always used to call me Ebby -- She said Ebby "I taught you the family business And with my dying breath I say you tell every single person, Easter means no death" Now at first This all confused me, til then I realized That as long as I make Easter eggs, it's like she's still alive She built herself a factory to do what she loved best And I'll keep making Easter eggs My one and only quest