[00:00.000] 作曲 : Scotty McCreery/Matthew West/Frank Rogers
[00:24.310]I set that table up for two
[00:28.073]In the same old corner booth
[00:30.834]I could set my watch down to the second
[00:34.597]He walks through the door
[00:37.105]
[00:37.105]It’s that same bottle of red
[00:40.117]That same old how ya been
[00:42.878]I fill two glasses up just like I’ve done
[00:46.642]A thousand times before
[00:49.905]And let him be
[00:52.415]
[00:52.666]Everybody says he’s crazy
[00:55.425]That old man done lost his mind
[00:58.940]But he ain’t missed a date with her since 1959
[01:04.577]Sometimes he laughs sometimes he cries
[01:07.587]He’ll sit there every Friday night just reminiscing
[01:16.871]But he ain’t talking to himself
[01:22.891]He’s talking to heaven
[01:29.919]To heaven
[01:35.439]
[01:35.941]Well he orders for them both
[01:39.204]Then he reaches in his coat
[01:42.715]He pulls out a faded polaroid
[01:45.224]Same table, their first date
[01:47.732]
[01:48.233]Yeah he always shows it to me
[01:51.495]And says ain’t she a beauty
[01:54.506]I smile and nod my head
[01:57.267]Then I turn and walk away
[02:00.526]And just let him be
[02:03.537]
[02:04.039]Everybody says he’s crazy
[02:06.549]That old man done lost his mind
[02:10.314]But he ain’t missed a date with her since 1959
[02:15.837]Sometimes he laughs sometimes he cries
[02:18.849]He’ll sit there every Friday night just reminiscing
[02:28.132]But he ain’t talking to himself
[02:34.156]He’s talking to heaven
[02:41.181]To heaven
[02:46.201]
[02:46.703]Oh he reaches for his wallet
[02:50.215]As I clear off the coffee
[02:53.478]He looks across the table with a tear and a smile
[02:59.500]He says babe I’ll see you later
[03:02.761]And yes I tipped the waiter
[03:05.772]Starring at an empty booth
[03:08.531]He says I love you too
[03:14.053]
[03:15.310]Everybody says he’s crazy
[03:17.818]That old man done lost his mind
[03:21.585]But he ain’t missed a date with her since 1959
[03:26.937]Sometimes he laughs sometimes he cries
[03:29.944]He’ll sit there every Friday night just reminiscing
[03:39.973]But he ain’t talking to himself
[03:45.740]He’s talking to heaven
[03:52.254]To heaven
[03:58.531]No he ain’t talking to himself

作曲 : Scotty McCreery/Matthew West/Frank Rogers
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
It’s that same bottle of red
That same old how ya been
I fill two glasses up just like I’ve done
A thousand times before
And let him be
Everybody says he’s crazy
That old man done lost his mind
But he ain’t missed a date with her since 1959
Sometimes he laughs sometimes he cries
He’ll sit there every Friday night just reminiscing
But he ain’t talking to himself
He’s 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 ain’t she a beauty
I smile and nod my head
Then I turn and walk away
And just let him be
Everybody says he’s crazy
That old man done lost his mind
But he ain’t missed a date with her since 1959
Sometimes he laughs sometimes he cries
He’ll sit there every Friday night just reminiscing
But he ain’t talking to himself
He’s 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 I’ll see you later
And yes I tipped the waiter
Starring at an empty booth
He says I love you too
Everybody says he’s crazy
That old man done lost his mind
But he ain’t missed a date with her since 1959
Sometimes he laughs sometimes he cries
He’ll sit there every Friday night just reminiscing
But he ain’t talking to himself
He’s talking to heaven
To heaven
No he ain’t talking to himself