Well, ^Cyou might think there's ^Fnothing left but ^Cashes In a box on a ^Ftable at Crosby's ^CBar F G C ~ Am But there's more than meets the eye, you didn't leave us when you died Your ^Fspirit will live on in what we ^Gdo and who we are

Aunt ^CBetty's gonna tell us ^Fstories 'bout the ^Cfamily Daughter Susan is gonna ^Fsing your favourite ^Csong F G C ~ Am Cousin Perry will spend the day, telling tales of the blue and grey And the ^FCajun will keep picking all night ^Glong

We'll be^C putting down the ^Fbrisket and te^Cquila Down in Kerrville with the ^FSeekers of the ^CShade F G C ~ Am 'Cause a piece of you lives on, not only in this song But in ^Fall the lives you touched and every ^Gfriendship that you made

We're gonna ^Fgo up to Maine and ^Geat some clams and ^Clobsters ^FBite the worm down in ^Gsunny Cancun ^Cbay F G C ~ Am We'll be home by Christmas Eve, telling tales you won't believe And we'll ^Fswim in Barton ^GSprings on New Year's ^CDay

Well, ^CGreg's gonna walk the ^Faisles up at ^CCarlisle Bringing smiles ^Fjust like you used to ^Cdo F G C ~ Am Uncle Dave's got a whiskey toast, I'll be driving from coast to coast And your ^Fsmiling face will live on in the ^Gheart of widow Sue

Oh, we're gonna ^Cjump across the ^Fmighty Missis^Csippi Way up north where it's ^Fjust a little ^Cstream F G C ~ Am Brother Bill's gonna keep an eye on the kin you left behind For you ^Ftaught us how to live and you ^Gshowed us how to dream

We're gonna ^Fgo up to Maine and ^Geat some clams and ^Clobsters ^FBite the worm down in ^Gsunny Cancun ^Cbay F G C ~ Am We'll be home by Christmas Eve, telling tales you won't believe And we'll ^Fswim in Barton ^GSprings on New Year's ^CDay

Yeah, we're gonna ^Fgo up to Maine and ^Gsuck on the heads of ^Clobsters Like a ^FCajun gone ^Ghome to Frenchman ^CBay F G C ~ Am We'll be home by Christmas Eve, telling tales you won't believe And we'll ^Fswim in Barton ^GSprings on New Year's ^CDay

Slaid Cleaves - New years day