Things we did last year
Punched holes in walls, and we’re spillin cheap beer
The cigarettes out on my back step
The smoke still hasn’t cleared
From the thing we did last year

There’s wake n bakes, got a promise to break
A lot of give and take my dear
But there’s a dark fog hangin’ over a banjo ringin’
We gotta play to keep back the fear
From the things we did last year

It’s my last winter in the northern Bridgers
And a bluebird sky so clear
But I don’t mind the snow, as long as the wind don’t blow
It’s hard to stay around here
With the things we did last year
From the things we did last year
From the things we did last...