That two-dollar bill your grandpa gave ya

That first tree house your father made ya

That summer on that southern shore

The band that made us yell for more

Angry words thrown out that evening

The pain when it comes down to leaving

The teardrops in the pouring rain

That last goodbye you didn’t say

The things we can’t let go, the things we can’t take back

Some of then live on, some can never last

A promise that was made, a question never asked

The things we can’t let go, and things we can’t get back.

That ’78 blue Ford pick-up

Those green eyes on that springtime blanket

A perfect day that fades to black

That season that went by too fast

The things we can’t let go, the things we can’t get back

Some of them live on, some can never last

A promise that was made, a question left unasked

The things we can’t let go, and things we can’t get back

I don’t know what hurts the most the loving or the leaving

They’re the moments that can shake our very souls

But maybe somehow someday we will find a deeper meaning

To the hidden deep inside, of what we couldn’t hold

The things we can’t let go, the things we can’t get back

The day your baby is born the day your baby packs

A promise that was made and a question never asked

The things we can’t let go, and things we can’t get back

That two-dollar bill your Grandpa gave ya