| Hey, it’s starting
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| Yeah, c’mon
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| What a perfect afternoon
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| To listen to my Granpop’s uke
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| You know I never got to hear him play
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| But he’d be glad to see it put to use
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| I wonder if he hears these strings
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| I wonder if he hears these tunes
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| You know Nan is lovely as can be
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| You sure know how to pick a view
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| Man it’s such a perfect day
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| He wouldn’t want it any other way
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| He’d be sippin' on some sweet iced tea
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| And probably thinking of a new story
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| The more I get to know your girl
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| The more I get she misses you
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| But she would never change her mind
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| She’d carry it again for you
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| I woke up thankful today, thankful for May
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| Thankful for the good vibes flowing in my veins
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| Thankful for peace in the air that I breathe
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| Thankful God smiles when he sees you and me
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| I woke up thankful today, thankful for May
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| Thankful for the good vibes flowing in my veins
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| Thankful for peace in the air that I breathe
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| Thankful God smiles when he sees you with me
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| Yeah, oh
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| When he sees you and me
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| Cause he sees you and me |