Remember when we got the news
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Confirming our worst fears.
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I said he wouldn't make it six months
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And others gave him a year.
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And sure enough, last Saturday
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We paid our last respects.
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He left us here, still in this life
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And he's gone on to the next.
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I've never seen him wear a tie
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But he looked so natural, almost lifelike.
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The preacher spoke, his mother cried
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When he said "Son, you may now kiss the bride."
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Everyone cheered, I thought "How odd"
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I didn't understand
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Why with champagne and cake, we celebrate
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The death of a single man.
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So many flowers, he was so loved,
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[?]
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As a matter of fact, the maid of honor
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Should be disqualified.
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To all his friends, it's a wake-up call
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If it happened to him, it can happen to us all.
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Nothing stands, it's over man,
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Like an bad 80's cover band.
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How can we dance to "My Sharona"
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At the death of a single man.
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He was so young, so full of dreams,
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Before the day he fell.
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Now he's gone on to a better place,
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Or possibly to hell.
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Now here we are, seems so unfair,
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It's cover night and there's one empty chair.
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So many things, we're gonna miss
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His happy smile and that great laugh of his.
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I think of him, the after wife (life)
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Guess all good things must end.
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So with Jack and Coke we'll make a toast
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To the death of a single man.
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Death Of A Single Man
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| Brad Paisley |
