My old man he works five hours
When most folk open their eyes
His knees are givin' out
But he says sweats how, he survives

My mama worked at a nursing home
She told me what they say
As they died they whispered
Not to give one day away

My grandpa was a mason
He laid brick till his hat was hung
He told me two cicadas sang him songs
When he was wild and young

All these years that hurry by
Keep taking too damn long
Soon enough you'll hear the sound
Of sound of cicadas singin' their song
Singin' oooooh, oooooh, oooooh, oooooh

Often times I think of them like a choir from back home
Distance has an awful way to makе a boy feel alonе
I'll send him letters and stamp thеm twicе
To make sure that they send
You send me sounds of that old place
And the cicadas in the wind

Singin oooooh, oooooh, oooooh, oooooh

Me and all my buddies ran those hills till they turn black
Remembering Randal"s smile and then a baseball cap
We lost him with his front-end
Wrapped around a tree
Not a day goes by that I don't wish that boy was me

Singin oooooh, oooooh
Singin oooooh, oooooh

Those cicadas singin as we all bring our sorry asses home
The middle of the spring as the moonlight rings
Youll never be alone
Those cicadas singin as we all bring our sorry asses home
In the middle of the spring as the moonlight rings
Youll never be alone

Singin oooooh, oooooh, oooooh, oooooh