Campfire Sigh - Melancholy Lullaby

I know my father is growing a beard
He looks like a travelling buccaneer
But you know we'll be going to town again
And we'll be writing the songs again
About riding our horses around the bend
Train's coming in
I gotta get on
My ticket is ready
It won't be long
I was lying on the lawn
And the sprinkler was on
When I woke from the dream
I don't know where I had been
No matter where I've been
It can't be half as bad
No, it can't be half as bad as where I'm going
It can't be half as bad
No, it can't be half as bad
No, it can't be half as bad as where I'm going
Never coming back, I'm going away
Never coming back, I'm going away
Never coming back, I'm going away
Never coming back, I'm going away
In the morning, almost there
Grab a coffee down the stairs
In the morning, almost there
Grab a coffee down the stairs
When the children come to call
We shall cook and eat them all
In the morning, almost there
Grab a coffee down the stairs
Coda, why you wrecking all the presents
Why you being such a dingbat
Gosh, you can be so dumb sometimes
Coda, why you wrecking all the presents
Why you being such a dingbat
Gosh, you can be so dumb sometimes
Why, why, why
Coda, why you wrecking all the presents
Why you being such a dingbat
Gosh, you can be so dumb sometimes
Why, why, why
Coda, why you wrecking all the presents
Why you being such a dingbat
Gosh, you can be so dumb sometimes
Why, why, why
Coda, why you wrecking all the presents
Why you being such a dingbat
Gosh, you can be so dumb sometimes
One more time
Coda, why you wrecking all the presents
Why you being such a dingbat
Gosh, you can be so dumb sometimes
Why, why, why, why, why

Written by:
Cody Valentonis, Grant Prosser

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