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Artist: Donovan Woods
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Next Year
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Next Year
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My brother and me
Used to climb this tree
We were gonna build a little clubhouse 'bout ten feet off the ground
We drew the whole thing up
Needed wood and our dad's truck
But he was out of work that summer
The truck only had one gear
He said, "We'll do it next year"
My buddies and me
We have this dream
We were gonna rent this cabin way up in Montana
We were gonna fish
We had the date all picked
My old man got sick and the plan kinda disappeared
But we'll do it next year
Another day down, another week gone
You're always just talkin' about tomorrow
You can't beg, steal, borrow
Or make time
So you make plans and hope for the best
Life moves on so damn fast
Another twelve months flies on by, you're still here
But it's never quite next year
My little boy and me
We were out to eat
And he said: I can't wait 'til next year
When I asked him why he said: Cause we're goin' campin'
We're goin' to the ballgame
And we'll do all them other things you said we'd do next year
So when is it next year?
Another day down, another week gone
You're always just talkin' about tomorrow
You can't beg, steal, borrow
Or make time
So you make plans and hope for the best
Life moves on so damn fast
Another twelve months flies on by, you're still here
But it's never quite next year
No it's never quite next year
My old man
He was fadin' fast
He said: I think I'd like to go see that Grand Canyon
So we just left
Packed up the car and went
I called in sick to work, we drove 'til three a. M
There ain't no next year
Another day down, another week gone
You're always just talkin' about tomorrow
You can't beg, steal, borrow
Or make time
So you make plans and hope for the best
Life moves on so damn fast
Another twelve months flies on by, you're still here
But it's never quite next year
No it's never quite next year
No it's never quite next year
It's never quite next year
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