You might think there's nothing left but ashes In a box on a table at Crosby's Bar But there's more than meets the eye, you didn't leave us when you died Your spirit will live on in what we do and who we are Aunt Betty's gonna tell us stories 'bout the family Daughter Susan is gonna sing your favorite song Cousin Perry will spend the day tellin' tales of the blue and gray And the Cajun will keep pickin' all night long We'll be putting down the brisket and tequila Down in Kerrville with the Seekers of the Shade 'Cause a piece of you lives on, not only in this song But in all the lives you touched and every friendship that you made Chorus 1: We're gonna go up to Maine and eat some clams and lobsters Bite the worm down in sunny Cancun bay We'll be home by Christmas Eve tellin' tales you won't believe And we'll swim in Barton Springs on New Year's Day Well Greg's gonna walk the aisles up at Carlisle Bringing smiles just like you used to do Uncle Dave's got a whiskey toast, I'll be driving from coast to coast And your smilin' face will live on in the heart of widow Sue We're gonna jump across the mighty Mississippi Way up north where it's just a little stream Brother Bill's gonna keep an eye on the kin you left behind For you taught us how to live and you showed us how to dream Chorus 1 Chorus 2: Yeah, we're gonna go up to Maine and suck on the heads of lobsters Like a Cajun gone home to Frenchman Bay We'll be home by Christmas Eve tellin' tales you won't believe And we'll swim in Barton Springs on New Year's Day