Cabinet Door - Anderson East

I don’t know if I can let it go

My fingers clenched white as snow

You packed your world in a wooden suitcase

What you left behind time can’t erase

We spent 52 years giving all we had

Raised seven kids on that plot of land

There’s still your loose change and your buttons on your washing stand

You left one big house for this lonely man

I miss holding your hands on Sunday

Talking over the TV

Watching the braves games

And I know that the good lord called you up yonder

I guess what they say is true

Cause your absence makes this weary heart grow fonder

I found your old cook books but the biscuits ain’t right

And how do you work this damn coffee pot

All my shirt tails are wrinkled, and bed is still made

Cause your smell still lingers on where you laid

I hung up all your dresses and the dogs they’re doing fine

I can’t remember the brand you used to buy

Molly got her braces off and she smiles so big

Davie is still as skinny as a whittled old twig

I miss holding your hands on Sundays

Talking over the TV

Watching the braves games

And I know that the good lord called you up yonder

I guess what they say is true

Cause your absence makes this weary heart grow fonder

Well I miss holding your hands on Sundays

Talking over the TV

Watching the braves games

And I know that the good lord called you up yonder

I guess what they say is true

Cause your absence makes this weary heart grow fonder

Jason and Margaret they’re expecting one more

You’d be happy to know I fixed that cabinet door