Chris Harford - Sing, Breathe, and Be Merry

Gather 'round, have a seat
The jukebox is singing songs of love
Roll your fingers along the beat
For a hootenanny's what I'm thinking of...

Sing, breathe, be merry
The world was made for you
Kick over the bowl of cherries
Keep your head above the stew

Tomorrow I go to my dad's wedding
The woman she used to pump his gas
He met her when he pulled in his '55 Chevy
After it stalled near the underpass

Sing, breathe, be merry
Yes the world she was made for you
Kick over your bowl of cherries
And there's nothing in this world you can't do

Tonight my old man is holed up at Clancy's Bar
He's claiming that he's waiting for the heavy rains to pass
Creed the barkeeper is keeping the keys to his car
For tonight he needs something else to crash

Just when you think you've got a clue
Just when you think you've got a grasp
Something happens, makes you realize
That you know nothing at all
And that this too just won't last

Sing, breathe and be merry
For the world was made for you
Send to the wall this bowl of cherries
And there's nothing in this world I wouldn't do for you...

Sing, breathe and be merry
For the world was made for you
Kick over that bowl of cherries
Keep your head above the stew

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