| Yah I think of you in October
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| Remember you in November
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| Look for you in December
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| Come January ay we resolve ay we resolve to love
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| Love you like you love me ay
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| Even when its ugly ay
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| That shit don’t mean nothing now
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| Especially when you hug me
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| I remember, I remember you
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| I remember, I remember you
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| Yeah
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| I remember, I remember you
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| I remember, I remember you
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| And them gold days driving to your hood
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| Them backcountry roads through the fields and the woods and the rivers
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| Telling all the little ones that they must not got me right
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| Making dollars, big boys feel like shit was getting better
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| I remember, I remember you
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| I’m walking, I’m walking, I’m walking, I’m walking, I’m walking,
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| I’m walking away
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| In the field across from the cemetery
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| Pass that land plot twenty times
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| Pass that park 'bout twenty times in the last month
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| I still feel you
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| The waiting months are over
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| Somewhere deep in December
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| Too far to surrender
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| Still involved in a level that takes it out my grip
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| Working hard through the winter
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| Saving up for the summer
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| Saving up for (?)
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| Thinking about who you wanted, who you didn’t
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| I remember, I remember you
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| I remember, I remember you
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| Sweet potato in the styrofoam
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| Taking pictures when we got up on that stage (hey)
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| Forgive me, I owe you
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| (?) will hold you
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| And hold you and never let you down
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| But you’re with me, I know it
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| And all of our moments I carry, I’ll never put them down
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| You always had a smile on your face
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| (?) carry in your voice
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| I think about it every single day |