Might be his last 3

All my buddy’s gather round

Tellin story’s and remember when’s

But we can’t let that go in the wind

We all know it may be his last

But we can’t let it go to fast

He never would tell

So we don’t ask

We just give him a glass

Yeah we pour another round

Hoping he won’t tell

Telling story like it ain’t nothing

Man I wish I had more of em

I hope one day we see him again

But tilll then

Well just tell more stories and laugh

Knowing that he’ll be by our side

We don’t know what it’ll be like so we just keep telling stories

We can’t tell him we’re sad

But we all know that it might be his last

So we give him another glass

Yeah cause we’re all gathered round

And he don’t know it but this might be his last

So we just listen and never ask

All my buddy’s gather round

Tellin story’s and remember when’s

But we can’t let that go in the wind

We all know it may be his last

But we can’t let it go to fast

He never would tell

So we don’t ask

We just give him a glass

Yeah we pour another round

Hoping he won’t tell

Telling story like it ain’t nothing

Man I wish I had more of em

I hope one day we see him again

But tilll then

Well just tell more stories and laugh

Knowing that he’ll be by our side

We don’t know what it’ll be like so we just keep telling stories

We can’t tell him we’re sad

But we all know that it might be his last

So we give him another glass

Yeah cause we’re all gathered round

And he don’t know it but this might be his last

So we just listen and never ask

cause it might be his last!