Rodney Atkins

Rodney Atkins - Get Together lyrics

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My little boys got a black lab puppy, named him lumber jack

Toss a stick and he’ll pick it up but he won’t bring it back

Not for anyone, yeah not for anyone, but he will for my son

Oh, my little son

Chorus:

He sings tweedle deee, tweedle dum, there’s magic between the two of ‘em

Like a falling star calling for a wish

Like Momma’s in the kitchen handin’ family traditions down, to the kids

Yea some things get better, the more they get together

Some times on Saturday we have a shindig at the house

Friends and family gatherin’ catching up and hangin’ out

Grandma tells a story, the kids all gather round

And everybody loves it when Grandpa gets his guitar out

Chorus:

He sings tweedle deee, tweedle dum, there’s magic between the two of ‘em

Like a falling star calling for a wish

Like Momma’s in the kitchen handin’ family traditions down, to the kids

Yea some things get better, the more they get together

C’mon

Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum there’s magic between the two of ‘em

Like a falling star calling for a wish

Like Momma’s in the kitchen handin’ family traditions down, to the kids

Yea some things get better, the more they get together

The more we get, the more we get, the more we get together

Hey yea yea

The more we get, the more we get together

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