[Intro] (Banjo, Distant Fiddle) [Verse 1] I Lost Three Friends, Back In Twenty Twenty, Three Calls In Ninety Days, That Was Way Too Many. Now their Three Angels, Watching Down From Above Sometimes Their A Butterfly, Sometimes Their A Dove That Year Was The Worst, That We’d Ever See, And August Always Brings, Their Names Back To Me. [Pre-Chorus] They Call It An Accident, But This Disease Don’t Care, Who’s Got Work Boots, Sitting On The Bottom Stair. [Chorus] When The End Of August, Comes Around Again, I’ll Be Counting All The Tombstones, Of All My Lost Friends. From A Bad Batch In A Bathroom, To A Dose Gone Wrong, Half Of My Hometown, Is Living In This Song. August Thirty-First, Purple Ribbons On The Door, Light A Candle For The Ones, Who Ain’t Here No More. I’m Still Standing Here, Carrying All That Weight, I Was The Lucky One, I Guess That’s My Fate. [Verse 2] We Talked About Trucks, And Places We Would Go, Now I’m Laying Roses, In The Quiet Dirt Below. Six Years Of Pages, Turning One By One, And Every Year I Lose A Friend, I Feel We Haven’t Won. [Bridge] These Three Names, Can’t Open Up A Door And Why Am I Here, When They Aren’t Anymore. [Final Chorus] When The End Of August, Comes Around Again, I’ll Be Counting All The Tombstones, Of All My Lost Friends. From A Bad Batch In A Bathroom, To A Dose Gone Wrong, Half Of My Hometown, Is Living In This Song. August Thirty-First, Purple Ribbons On The Door, Light A Candle For The Ones, Who Ain’t Here No More. I’m Still Standing Here, Carrying All That Weight, I Was The Lucky One, I Guess That’s My Fate. [Outro] Twenty-twenty… to twenty-twenty-six… Still lighting candles… On August thirty-first… I won’t forget my friends… So, don’t forget yours…
