The Get Together - Kim Richey, Mando Saenz

Pass the hat, pull out the games

The light shines through the cellophane

To calm you eyes, calm your eyes

Make sure to buy a souvenir, remind you of when you were here

And all the times, all the times

Thought we’d have a little get-together

I hear tell you’re going away

If I’d heard it from you, it would’ve been better

But it didn’t work out that way

I hope you don’t mind a little smoke in the air

Some people do, I don’t much care

To each their own, each their own

Let’s make some noise and carry on

Ride the wave until it’s gone

High to low, high to low

Thought we’d have a little get-together

I hear tell you’re going away

If I’d heard it from you, it would’ve been better

But it didn’t work out that way

Thought we’d have a little get-together

I hear tell you’re going away

Thought we’d have a little get-together

I hear tell you’re going away

If I’d heard it from you, it would’ve been better

But it didn’t work out that way

Thought we’d have a little get-together

I hear tell you’re going away

Going away