| Going through my closet the other day
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| Found an old yearbook, flipped right to the page
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| Of that senior trip down there on that Panama strip
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| We all started yelling when we smelled the beach
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| Just couldn’t wait to try our fake ids
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| We only had a few days, and a whole lot of memories to make
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| Oh man we were livin, didn’t waste one minute
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| We talked and drank and danced and said goodbye
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| We laughed until we cried
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| This past year my family
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| Was sittin cross-legged 'round the Christmas tree
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| Listenin to granddad, we all knew it would probably be his last
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| He was crackin jokes and we were takin turns
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| Tellin stories bout fishing or lessons learned
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| Out on the porch with him we all felt like kids again
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| Oh man we were livin, sittin’there reminiscin'
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| Yeah, we sang and talked and traveled back in time
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| We laughed until we cried
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| It’s like the best days under the sun
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| Every emotion rolled into one
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| A little of this, A little of that
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| Kinda happy, Kinda sad
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| Just the other night the baby was cryin
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| So I got out of bed rocked her awhile and I held her tight
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| And I told her it would be all right
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| My mind went back to a few years ago
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| We tried so long, we almost gave up hope
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| And I remember you comin’in and tellin me the news
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| Oh man we were livin, goin crazy in the kitchen
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| We danced and screamed and held each other tight
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| We laughed until we cried
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| (although, the cd cover says Oh man were livin I’ll never forget it,
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| We danced and kissed and thanked the Lord that night) |