"gramma Kelly"s"

I remember when I was young, I would live for the week ends, Because they were always spent, Up Gramma Kelly's, All her jams and jellies, i remember when I was young. In the summer, We'd play hide-and-seek, Go to baseball games at the Little League, Sit on her front porch and sing, Fall in love with the boy across the street, In the summer up Gramma Kelly's. And in the winter, We would sleigh ride, Build snowmen outside, Go ice skating, Warm up with sugar bread and tea, In the winter up Gramma Kelly's. But now Gramma Kelly is gone, And only memories live on, Of the days of summer and winter when I was young, Up Gramma Kelly's.