Testo di My Dad Told Me to Write a Nice One for Nana So This Is It

Skip it three times Never got the stone to bounce Any more than that Held it too long And let it fly into your shin, and I still feel bad Brought the snow in A little bucket We could play and not get cold The car ride Early morning Drop me off, but I didn't want to go There's no such saint as wonderful as you There's no replacement I could ever choose I sing your praise, it's the least that I could do Hope you know how much that I love you There's no saint like you There's no way I'd part with you There's no saint like you There's no way I'd part with you