For My Newty Girl, I Still Cry / Am Never Saying Goodbye (Tribute to Last Night by Morgan Wallen)
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For My Newty Girl, I Still Cry / Am Never Saying Goodbye (Tribute to Last Night by Morgan Wallen)
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For My Newty Girl, I Still Cry / Am Never Saying Goodbye (Tribute to Last Night by Morgan Wallen) **Original written by: Ashley Gorley, Jacob Kasher Hindlin, John Byron, &...
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**Original written by: Ashley Gorley, Jacob Kasher Hindlin, John Byron, & Ryan Vojtesak
*** A huge thank you to both Adam & Aaron for taking Newt in, for saving & forever changing her life, and for introducing me to the kindest and sweetest soul I have ever known in my entire life!!! She was just like Mary Poppins “practically perfect in every which way,” with a strong love for people, walks, construction paper, treats, Adam always, snow and leaves, chick flicks on tv, pets, playing with Mr. Moose, sunbathing, Kiddos, sticks, and rabbits : D
Lyrics:
For my Newty Girl, I cry
Missing her booty shaking
walks
She had a way of speaking without words
We didn’t need them to talk
Ear wobbles and grunts to tell me where to go
Oh, the world, they meant
My Christmas tree in one piece
This year, she didn’t get to knock it over
& I’ll never forget
Love her forever
Storm door frights
Paper piled high, all ripped
My sweet little shredder
Pawing at me
Against her charms, totally helpless
Ear wobbling for walks
Our early morning trips
Without her, time feels like a sink
Drip, drip, drip...
Achu’
Without her, these tears down my cheeks just fly
This house doesn’t feel like home to me
Without her
Nothing feels festive, you see...
For my Baby Girl, Newty, I still cry
Missing her booty shaking
walks
She had a way of speaking without words
We didn’t use them to talk
Ear wobbles and grunts to tell me where to go
Oh, the world, they meant
My Christmas tree in one piece
This year, she didn’t get to knock it over
I won’t forget
For my Cookie, Newty, I still cry
To my wonderful Newty Girl, I’ll never say goodbye
For my My Notey Goil, I still cry
Boneyard not put up
Her last cookie under the Christmas tree
Hiding them for her was always a must
Adam, her dog Daddy
No one, more, she loved
Kicking, in her dreams, with delight
Even sleeping Newt, I loved!!!
So why?
Why does this pain in my heart explode?
Our friends comfort us the best they can
But they can’t bring her back
It kills me just to think...
For my Nudie Budie, I cry
Missing her booty shaking
walks
She had a way of speaking without words
We didn’t need them to talk
Ear wobbles and grunts to tell me where to go
Oh, the world, they meant
My Christmas tree in one piece
This year, she didn’t get to knock it over
& I refuse to forget
For my Baby Girl, Newty,
Only 2 barks
Influential sweetnesses in my Pup
Her treat box stabs my heart
When I walk by it
Deep inhales, I have to breathe in, good luck...
She’s pawing at me in my favorite memories
Begging me for more longie pets
Oh, Newty, Honey, New-tie
My-Newt, not so minute
Her love; it never ends
Waiting for Adam at the door
But she was also mine
She was always waiting for Adam at the door
But she was also mine
I know she loved us
But she left this Earth
Took her final breath
It kills me, kills me
My Christmas tree in one piece
This season, she didn’t get to knock it over yet
& I can’t forget
For my Baby Girl, Newt, I still cry
For my Newty Tooty Fresh N’ Fruity, I will never say goodbye
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