The Courier Pigeons - Alan's Song

Let me tell ya bout a friend of mine lived just past the river bridge
Had him a fine piece of land a wife and a couple kids
When I came to know him, I'd never be the same
He could show you how to do most anything
He could take a plank of pine and a few old rusty nails
And build you a box so fine you'd swear it was for sale
Down at the hardware store where he kept a running tab
He'd stop by a few times a week 'cuz that's just what he did
And he'd say son, do what you love
Love the ones you do it with
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow, you only have today
So, make it yours, give it hell and make it great
He could tell you a story 5 miles long
About a fella that he once knew 40 years ago
Every time he'd tell it, he'd add a few details
We'd sit up tall and listen well
He could take 2 guitar chords and write himself a song
He'd sing that song for me all evening long
Every time that chorus would roll around again
He'd look up from behind that old flat top and grin
And he'd say son, do what you love
Love the ones you do it with
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow, you only have today
So, make it yours, give it hell and make it great
On the day he left this world his family was there
Sharing all his stories, he'd passed down through the years
We all knew that there had never lived a better man
We'll pick up, carry on, and try to do the best we can
And he'd say son, do what you love
And love the ones you do it with
Don't worry about tomorrow, you only have today
So, make it yours, give it hell and make it great
Make it yours, give it hell and make it great

Written by:
JEREMY JOHNSON, WILLIAM JARRETT

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