Really Love You Son by Thanksgiving Lyrics

I like to play
I love to hear you
And I could do with it all day
It really is all about the music
It really really is all about your music

I really love you, son
Really love your way
(?) ways
And the love away

Some folks who say (?)
So you don't need one original song
Some simply worship the harmonica
Ten countries solos all you know
I love you so much I'm glad you're happy
It makes me cry to see
You and anything, everything
I get to believe
Yeah
Yeah, really love you, son
Really love you, son
Really love you, son
Really love you, son
Really love you, son
Really love you, son
Really love my son
Really love my son
Really love my son
The thing with writing songs
You got to got to live to sing about it
Some crows come eat eat my seed
And bunnies come eat my seed
No I am just kidding
(?)
I say I wanna fly away
I wanna get away
I want to fly away, yeah
I say, I really love to play
Really love to play
Really love to play
Really love to play
Really love to play
Really love to play
Really love to play

Got to, got to make it epic
I'll sell you one for three, five, seven
Cause I make songs by the hundreds, yeah
Just country solos is all you know
I love you so much baby
And say I can't explain
Again, I really love to play

She told me make it epic
But I said nobody would care what I'd say
I say keep it simple, stupid
And say whatever pops into my head