My Dad Told Me to Write a Nice One for Nana So This Is It

Hot Mulligan

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Skip it three times
Never got the stone to bounce
Any more than that
Held it too long
And let it fly into your shin, and I still feel bad

Brought the snow in
A little bucket
We could play and not get cold
The car ride
Early morning
Drop me off, but I didn't want to go

There's no such saint as wonderful as you
There's no replacement I could ever choose
I sing your praise, it's the least that I could do
Hope you know how much that I love you

There's no saint like you
There's no way I'd part with you
There's no saint like you
There's no way I'd part with you