for Richard Giffin

if I knew how to sing the blues
tonight I'd sing them all for you
'cause now you're gone
and all we have are memories
ah, but the memories of you
are strong enough to 
last our whole lives through
oh my brother
but it's still hard to believe

last night I was thinking 
about you and me
driving up 101
we were just nineteen
in our flannel shirts
and worn out jeans
and a bottle of tequila
we didn't do
what we were told
we thought that we
would never grow old
but old we grew
me and you
we would play guitars
the whole night through