D                       G                D 
You might think there's nothing left but ashes 
     D        G                 D 
In a box on a table at Crosby's Bar 
            G                   A               D        D/C#     Bm  
But there's more than meets the eye, you didn't leave us when you died 
     G                              A 
Your spirit will live on in what we do and who we are  
 
 
Aunt Betty's gonna tell us stories 'bout the family 
Daughter Susan is gonna sing your favorite song 
Cousin Perry will spend the day tellin' tales of the blue and gray 
And the Cajun will keep pickin' all night long  
 
We'll be putting down the brisket and tequila 
Down in Kerrville with the Seekers of the Shade 
'Cause a piece of you lives on, not only in this song 
But in all the lives you touched and every friendship that you made  
 
 
Chorus 1: 
            G                  A                  D   
We're gonna go up to Maine and eat some clams and lobsters 
G                     A            D 
Bite the worm down in sunny Cancun bay 
         G                 A           D         D/C#    Bm 
We'll be home by Christmas Eve tellin' tales you won't believe 
          G              A                     D 
And we'll swim in Barton Springs on New Year's Day  
 
 
Well Greg's gonna walk the aisles up at Carlisle 
Bringing smiles just like you used to do 
Uncle Dave's got a whiskey toast, I'll be driving from coast to coast 
And your smilin' face will live on in the heart of widow Sue  
 
We're gonna jump across the mighty Mississippi 
Way up north where it's just a little stream 
Brother Bill's gonna keep an eye on the kin you left behind 
For you taught us how to live and you showed us how to dream  
 
 
Chorus 1 
  
Chorus 2: 
Yeah, we're gonna go up to Maine and suck on the heads of lobsters 
Like a Cajun gone home to Frenchman Bay 
We'll be home by Christmas Eve tellin' tales you won't believe 
And we'll swim in Barton Springs on New Year's Day