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Lyrics
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!
Details
GeneratedMay 25, 2026
Duration5:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow sad country with a fiddle and violin and a harmonica solo in the beginning of the song
Credits
Prompt byAcousticJam837
ModelAria v5.5
