"This past year my family
Was sittin' cross-legged 'round the Christmas tree
listening to granddad
We all knew it'd probably be his last.
He was crackin' jokes, and we were taking turns
tellin' stories 'bout fishin' or lessons learned
out on the porch with him,
We all felt like kids again.
Oh man, we were livin'
Sittin' there reminiscin'
We sang, and talked and traveled back in time.
We laughed until we cried.
Its like the best days under the sun
Every emotion rolled into one
A little of this, a little of that
Kinda happy, kinda sad"
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