I set that table up for two In the same old corner booth I could set my watch down to the second He walks through the door Its that same bottle of red That same old how ya been I fill two glasses up just like Ive done A thousand times before And let him be Everybody says hes crazy That old man done lost his mind But he aint missed a date with her since 1959 Sometimes he laughs sometimes he cries Hell sit there every Friday night just reminiscing But he aint talking to himself Hes talking to heaven To heaven Well he orders for them both Then he reaches in his coat He pulls out a faded polaroid Same table, their first date Yeah he always shows it to me And says aint she a beauty I smile and nod my head Then I turn and walk away And just let him be See Scotty McCreery LiveGet tickets as low as 20You might also likeEverybody says hes crazy That old man done lost his mind But he aint missed a date with her since 1959 Sometimes he laughs sometimes he cries Hell sit there every Friday night just reminiscing But he aint talking to himself Hes talking to heaven To heaven Oh he reaches for his wallet As I clear off the coffee He looks across the table with a tear and a smile He says babe Ill see you later And yes I tipped the waiter Starring at an empty booth He says I love you too Everybody says hes crazy That old man done lost his mind But he aint missed a date with her since 1959 Sometimes he laughs sometimes he cries Hell sit there every Friday night just reminiscing But he aint talking to himself Hes talking to heaven To heaven No he aint talking to himself
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