Build the fire and gather 'round the tree. Fill the glass and maybe come and sing with me.
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them straight. Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh how we've grown but I can't wait to go hom.
One's brother overdosed. One's already on his second wife. One's just barely getting by but these people raised me and I can't wait to go home.