D.O.G.

The first part of this song is for Hannah.
We know we’re not The Beatles or Santana.
There’s just the memory of the Martin we once knew.
It’s not a hard thing to do.

D.O.G.
Hannah, you’re a mystery.
I wish you would come up and dance with me
I know that I would dance with you.

The Hannah there once was, was amazing.
But the Hannah I see now, oh, she’s dazing.
I wish you all the luck a singer can provide…
I wish that I could play charades.

The smile on you now is contagious.
And the twinkles in your eyes are very gracious.
You raise us up, and make us very glad.
And that’s why Lindsey calls you “Dad.”

Johnathan, this next part is just for you.
You’re lucky to have Hannah to adore you.
You’ve gone so far from the un-bearded one you were.
I know you will take care of her.

D.O.G.
I’ll bet its feeling like a fantasy.
I don’t want you to come and dance with me,
But I guess I’ll do it if you do.

You always have been judged the very best.
And we knew that Hannah wouldn’t settle for less.
So look her in the eye, and take her by the hand…
Because soon we’re gonna play charades.

You’ve always seemed the type to settle down with…
It’s hard to think of a rhyme for “settle down with.”
You’ve got the stuff, and you really are the bomb,
And that’s why Lindsey calls you “Mom.”

You realize now you both are wed together.
Of spirit you are one, birds of a feather.
There’s nothing like a love that will last for all your life.
I now pronounce you man and wife.

D.O.G.
Depend On God wherever you be.
I wish I had a girl to dance with me,
But for now I guess that Sam will do.

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