Pull Up a Chair

I don't need no stone in the graveyard to remind me of you

I can see you just fine

Your shorts and your flip flops and your dirty white t-shirt

That old black finge jacket of mine

Laughed with your head and you loved with your heart

Never much could tell the two things apart

I know that we'll meet a gain at the end of the line

I'm sure glad that we shared some time on this shiny blue spaceship

We call planet Earth

Don't need no stone to remind me your name

Or the dates of your death and your birth

You left us on a Tuesday

It was Cinco de Mayo

I'd be lying if I said that I didn't cry oh

But you always could see the thing for just what it was worth

Stones turn to dust

Steel turns to rust

You can't have the pie friends

If you don't have the crust

But the ones that we love

The ones that we care for

We'll always remember

And pull up a chair for

I can see you up yonder

Teeing off in the clouds

Laughin' and a' jokin' and a' singin' out loud

Savin' a place at the table for each one of us

Stones turn to dust

Steel turns to rust

You can't have the pie friends

If you don't have the crust

But the ones that we love

The ones that we care for

We'll always remember

And pull up a chair for