Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Year's Day, artist - Slaid Cleaves. Album song Sorrow & Smoke, in the genre Американская музыка
Date of issue: 05.09.2011
Record label: Music Road
Song language: English
New Year's Day |
You might think there’s nothing left but ashes |
In a box on a table at Crosby’s Bar |
But there’s more than meets the eye |
You didn’t leave us when you died |
Your spirit will live on in what we do and who we are |
Aunt Betty’s gonna tell us stories 'bout the family |
Daughter Susan is gonna sing your favorite song |
Cousin Perry will spend the day |
Tellin' tales of the blue and gray |
And the Cajun will keep pickin' all night long |
We’ll be putting down the brisket and tequila |
Down in Kerrville with the Seekers of the Shade |
'Cause a piece of you lives on |
Not only in this song |
But in all the lives you touched and every friendship that you made |
We’re gonna go up to Maine and eat some clams and lobsters |
Bite the worm down in sunny Cancun bay |
We’ll be home by Christmas Eve |
Tellin' tales you won’t believe |
And we’ll swim in Barton Springs on New Year’s Day |
Well Greg’s gonna walk the aisles up at Carlisle |
Bringing smiles just like you used to do |
Uncle Dave’s got a whiskey toast |
I’ll be driving coast to coast |
And your smilin' face will live on in the heart of widow Sue |
We’re gonna jump across the mighty Mississippi |
Way up north where it’s just a little stream |
Brother Bill’s gonna keep an eye |
On the kin you left behind |
For you taught us how to live and you showed us how to dream |
We’re gonna go up to Maine and eat some clams and lobsters… |
Yeah, we’re gonna go up to Maine and suck on the heads of lobsters |
Like a Cajun gone home to Frenchman Bay |
We’ll be home by Christmas Eve |
Tellin' tales you won’t believe |
And we’ll swim in Barton Springs on New Year’s Day |