Six Feet Apart

When the dogwoods start to bloom
 And the crickets hum their tune
 That's usually about the time
 That I feel most alive
 But the news has all been bad
 And the whole world seems so sad
 I ain't had much else going on
 So I sat down and wrote this song
 I miss my mom, I miss my dad
 I miss the road, I miss my band
 Giving hugs and shaking hands
 It's a mystery I suppose
 Just how long this thing goes
 But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
 And there will be light after dark
 Someday when we aren't six feet apart
 
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 First thing that I'm gonna do
 Is slide on in some corner booth
 And take the whole damn family out
 And buy my buddies all a round
 Pay some extra on the tab
 Catch a movie, catch a cab
 Watch a ballgame from the stands
 Probably over-wash my hands
 I miss my mom, I miss my dad
 I miss the road, I miss my band
 Giving hugs and shaking hands
 Well, it's a mystery I suppose
 Just how long this thing goes
 But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
 And there will be light after dark
 Someday when we aren't six feet apart
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 I miss my mom, I miss my dad
 I miss the road, I miss my band
 Giving hugs and shaking hands
 Well, it's a mystery I suppose
 Just how long this thing goes
 But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
 There will be light after dark
 Someday when we aren't six feet apart
 There will be light after dark
 Someday when we aren't six feet apart