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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matt Duncan
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Duncan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Duncan
Producer
Alex McCollough
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Spring came but the feeling was wrong
The world kept waiting
When you said I could tag along
It didn't bear debating
It'll be a week or two at most
I'll raise a glass to my dear host
Why don't we take a trip back in time
When we lived off the family dime
Share the famine, share the feast
The bounty of the whole northeast is ours, ours, ours
The whole northeast is ours, ours, ours
Time slipped like summers bygone
Dust-ups and mendings
You were someone I could lean on
In this time of endings
But all things must pass, they say
Just come on by when you're out my way
And we'll take a trip back in time
When we lived off the family dime
Share the famine, share the feast
The bounty of the whole northeast is ours
I know it wasn't always easy
And we're not kids anymore
I've got your back, and you've got mine
And the whole northeast is ours, ours, ours
The whole northeast is ours, ours, ours
The whole northeast is ours, ours, ours
The whole northeast is ours, ours, ours (oh yeah)
The whole northeast is ours, ours, ours
Whole northeast, whole northeast is ours, ours, ours
Whole northeast, whole northeast-
Written by: Matt Duncan