O they tell me of a home far beyond the sky
O they tell me of a land far away
O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
O they tell me of an uncloudy day
O the land of the cloudless day
O the land of the uncloudy day
O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
O they tell me of an uncloudy day
Remember when we got the news
Confirming our worst fears
I said he wouldn’t make it six months
And others gave him a year
And sure enough last Saturday
We paid our last respects
He left us here still in this life
And he’s gone on to the next
I’d never seen him wear a tie
But he looked so natural, almost lifelike
The preacher spoke, his mother cried
When he said “Son, you may now kiss the bride”
Everyone cheered, I thought how odd
I didn’t understand
Why with champagne and cake we celebrate
The death of a single man
So many flowers, he was so loved
Prior to the bride
As a matter of fact
The maid of honor should be disqualified
To all his friends, it’s a wake-up call
If it happened to him
It can happen to us all
Nothing says it’s over man
Like a bad 80’s cover band
How can we dance to My Sharona
At the death of a single man
He was so young
So full of dreams
Before the day he fell
Now he’s gone on to a better place
Or possibly to hell
Now here we are, seems so unfair
It’s poker night and there’s one empty chair
So many things we’re gonna miss
His happy smile and that great laugh of his
I think of him in the afterwife, life
I guess all good things must end
So with Jack and Coke, we’ll make a toast
To the death of a single man
I sure could use an “Atta boy” or a big ol’ high five
I’d love to hear “You’re killin’ it dude”, it’s been a long time
Since I hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say
I guess I’ve been in a dry spell but that’s about to change ‘cause
Every week has a weekend
By this time Friday night
I’ll be done with my third can of cold Bud Light
And I’ll be crushin’ it
Yeah, I’ll be crushin’ it
Let’s say your baby’s mad ‘cause you told her that you’d hang some pictures for her
You know the ones she framed from late last spring of you and her in Florida
You’re up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens
She shakes her head and looks at you and says “Ain’t you good for anything?”
And you say
Every week has a weekend
By this time Friday night
If you want a margarita
I’ll get tequila and ice
And I’ll be crushin’ it
With a cold one in my other hand
And I’ll be crushin’ it
When I’m finished with my can
I can stomp it with my boot
Punch it with my fist
Smash it on my forehead
Yeah, I got this
I’ll be crushin’ it
Oh, I’ll be crushin’ it
I figured this out in college walking past them Gothic columns
That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the bottom
I was never gonna be the best or brightest guy around
But like the great George freaking Strait, I’m the king of gettin’ unwound
And every week has a weekend
By this time Friday night
I’ll be done with my third can of cold Bud Light
And I’ll be crushin’ it
Every week has a weekend
Yeah, I’ll be crushin’ it
By this time Friday night
Oh, I’ll be crushin’ it
I’ll be done with my third can
Oh, I’ll be crushin’ it
Of cold Bud Light
And I’ll be crushin’ it
I’ll be crushin’ it
If I had you at my mercy
There’s no telling what I’d do
But I’d sit and make you listen
For an hour, maybe two
And then you’d know I need you
Every day that rolls around
And your feet would walk on velvet
With gold all over the ground
You’re trails would be downhill
A soft breeze at your back
A sky full of diamonds
And your nights would not be black
Yes, you would really love it
And if you’re ever down
I’d give you rows of roses
And gold all over the ground
I’d pick you up and carry you ‘cross every stream I see
And I’d bundle you in kindness
Until you cling to me
We’d sit beneath strong branches
My arms would twine around
I’d turn your green to emerald
And give you gold all over the ground
I’d pick you up and carry you ‘cross every stream I see
And I’d bundle you in kindness
Until you cling to me
We’d sit beneath strong branches
My arms would twine around
I’d turn your green to emerald
And your skies full diamonds
And give you gold all over the ground
I never was a straight-lace, straight A student
teacher’s pet or child prodigy
I wasn’t gonna get rich throwin’ a football
It take too long to get a law degree
So I sat down with momma and daddy
tried to talk some sense into my big head
But the best advice that I ever got
was from my sister’s rock star boyfriend
Just get you a guitar and learn how to play
Cut up some jeans, come up with a name
When you’re living in a world that you dont understand
Find a few good buddies, start a band
Start a band, Start a band
And all those girls that were too cool to talk to,
They’ll be waiting in the line out back
Might get your picture in the hometown paper
Maybe buy your momma that Cadillac
Just get you a guitar and learn how to play
Cut up some jeans, come up with a name
When you’re living in a world that you don’t understand
Find a few good buddies, start a band
Start a band, Scrape up some money, buy a van
Learn free bird and ramblin’ man
Never buy another beer again
Just get you a guitar and learn how to play
Grow out your hair, come up with a name
With a little bit of luck you’ll be packing the stands
Find a few good buddies, start a band
No need to study, start a band
Call up some buddies man, start a band
Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man
We all know you’re new here but you need to understand
It don’t really scare us when you yell and shake your fist
You see we already know that hell exists
Its six months short of thirty years when the boss man lays you off
No thankin you, no parachute, and no shiny new gold watch
Its payments you cant make on a house that you cant sell
See a man don’t have to die to go to hell
No you don’t have to die to go to hell
So tell us bout them angels and how they fly around and sing
Tell us how to get there cause we all want to be
Restin in the arms of Jesus no shame or pain or tears
There’s hell enough to go around down here
Its a place out by the airport where the girls dance just for you
And all you feel is drunk and broke and lonely when they’re through
Its waking up with nothing but that stale tobacco smell
See a man don’t have to die to go to hell
Nah you don’t have to die to go to hell
Oooh oooh oooh [x2]
Its every other weekend and Wednesdays with your kid
And knowin that he’ll hate you when he finds out what you did
Cause you’d all still be together if you loved his momma well
There ain’t no end to the stories we could tell
Yeah a man don’t have to die to go to hell
So tell us bout them angels how they fly around and sing
Oooooh oooh ooohohhh [x2]
Well, I won 2 dollars on a scratch-off ticket
So I went back to the counter and I bought 2 more with it
And I won 10 bucks and that was just right
So, I bought a six pack and a bag of ice
You know even if our ship came in and this is all we got
It ain’t like we really need a million dollar yacht, ’cause
[Chorus:]
We got an inner tube
We got a trailer hitch
We’re near the river and far from rich
But we have got each other and gas in the tank
We’re laughing all the way to the river bank
Still, can you imagine if we ever struck it
I’d go shoot tequila, take a lime and suck it
And we’d tell our bosses they can do the same
We’ll find a big cruise ship and buy the whole dang thing
We’d sail around the world and go to shore in a dingy
But till that dream comes true why don’t you grab your bikini ’cause
[Chorus]
However it goes (whatever happens),
We’ve got it made (in these shades)
‘Cause baby we can float (behind this boat)
We can ride away
[Chorus:]
We got an inner tube
We got a trailer hitch
We’re near the river and far from rich
But we have got each other and gas in the tank
And it’s a beautiful day.
We’re laughing all the way
To the river bank
Seasons come and seasons go
One day sun, the next day snow
Flowers die and flowers grow
But love is never-ending
You can’t kill it with goodbye
It always finds a place to hide
Inside your heart for your whole life
Love is never-ending
[Chorus]
When the lights have all gone down
It’ll still be hangin’ ’round
Even when you think it’s lost, it can still be found
When every memory has been made
And the pages start to fade
And every prayer you ever prayed is heaven bound
When you think the ride is over
You’re back at the beginning
Love is never-ending
When a man and woman start growin’ old
The fire of passion may grow cold
But what they got still warms their soul
Love is never-ending
[Repeat chorus]
It keeps goin’ on and on
Long after we’re all gone away
Time may change what you believe
But one day the truth will set you free
Just have faith and you will see
Love is never-ending
Love is never-ending
When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new
It always winds up feeling more like a job interview
My momma used to wonder if she’d ever meet someone
Who wouldn’t find out about me and then turn around and run
I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old
He took my mom out to a movie and for once I got to go
A few months later I remember lying there in bed
I overheard him pop the question and prayed that she’d say yes
And then all of a sudden
Oh, it seemed so strange to me
How we went from something’s missing
To a family
Lookin’ back all I can say
About all the things he did for me
Is I hope I’m at least half the dad
That he didn’t have to be
I met the girl that’s now my wife about three years ago
We had the perfect marriage but we wanted somethin’ more
Now here I stand surrounded by our family and friends
Crowded ’round the nursery window as they bring the baby in
And now all of a sudden
It seemed so strange to me
How we’ve gone from something’s missing
To a family
Lookin’ through the glass I think about the man
That’s standin’ next to me
And I hope I’m at least half the dad
That he didn’t have to be
Lookin’ back all I can say
About all the things he did for me
Is I hope I’m at least half the dad
That he didn’t have to be
Yeah, I hope I’m at least half the dad
That he didn’t have to be
Because he didn’t have to be
You know he didn’t have to be
Every time you take a sip
In this smoky atmosphere
You press that bottle to your lips
And I wish I was your beer
In the small there of your back
Your jeans are playing peekaboo
I’d like to see the other half of your butterfly tattoo.
Hey that gives me an idea
Let’s get out of this bar
Drive out into the country
And find a place to park.
‘Cause I’d like to see you out in the moonlight
I’d like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I’d like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I’d like to check you for ticks.
I know the perfect little path
Out in these woods I used to hunt
Don’t worry babe I’ve got your back
And I’ve also got your front
I’d hate to waste a night like this
I’ll keep you safe you wait and see
The only thing allowed to crawl all over you when we get there is me.
You know every guy in here tonight
Would like to take you home
But I’ve got way more class than them
Babe that ain’t what I want.
‘Cause I’d like to see you out in the moonlight
I’d like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I’d like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I’d like to check you for ticks.
You never know where one might be
There’s lots of places that are hard to reach
I gotcha.
I’d like to see you out in the moonlight
I’d like to kiss you baby way back in the sticks
I’d like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I’d like to check you for ticks.
I’d sure like to check you for ticks…