I Left Nashville On Your Birthday

I left Nashville on your birthday

They say it’s gone to hell since you left anyway

Too many bad songs

Not enough sad songs

And nothing sounds like you

If you’re blowing out the candles

Won’t you make a wish for me?

I’d want one more day on a porch with you

Just one more Christmas tree

One more glass of wine

Four more if you’re pouring

All of us crammed in that booth at The Palm

You, in all your glory

I wish I could have stopped time

That last time that we spoke

One more Classic Dorff story

Just one more dirty joke

Would you even recognize me now?

Without my broken heart?

I hope I’ve made you proud

I kinda feel like you are

I felt you all this week

When I would cry or when I’d laugh

Like you knew I had lost myself

And you were happy I was back

It won’t be a white Christmas

Just a light shade of blue

You can find me down in Texas

Still writing about you

It’s not forever

It’s just for now

I’ll have more to say when I go back to that town

And I’ll bring the sad songs

I’ll bring the wine

I’ll try my best to do you proud

One line at a time

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Happy Birthday, Andrew. I still love you Buddy, everybody loves you.

Written December 18, 2021 at a truck stop in Arkansas, en route to Wyldwood, Texas.