Orange Juice (Live From Fenway Park)

Honey, come over
The party's gone slower
And no one will tempt you
We know you got sober

There's orange juice in the kitchen
Bought for the children
It's yours if you want it
We're just glad you could visit

Feels like I've been ready
For you to come home for so long
That I didn't think to ask you
Where you'd gone, why'd you go?
You said
You said

You said my heart has changed and my soul has changed
And my heart, and my heart
That my face has changed, and I haven't drank
In six months on the dot

See the graves as you pass through
From our crash back in '02
Not one nick on your finger
You just asked me to hold you

But it made you a stranger
And filled you with anger
Now I'm third in the lineup
To your Lord and your Savior

Feels like I've been ready
For you to come home for so long
That I didn't think to ask you
Where you'd gone, so why'd you go then?
You said
You said

You said my heart has changed and my soul has changed
And my heart, and my heart
That my life has changed, that this town had changed
And you had not, no, not at all

That the world has changed, don't you find it strange
That you just went ahead and carried on?
'Cause you know I'd say, the last time I drank
I was face down, passed out there on your lawn

Are we all just crows to you now?
Are we all just pulling you down?
You didn't put those bones in the ground
You didn't put those bones in that cold, hard ground

Honey, come over
(The party's gone slower)
(And no one will tempt you)
(We know you got sober)

(There's orange juice in the kitchen)
(Bought for the children)
It's yours if you want it
We're just glad (you could visit)

Oh boy, thank you so much
I don't deserve this shit, thank you
(Noah, Noah, Noah, Noah, Noah)

Thank you so much
And I'm really sorry about my first pitch
I know it was bad, I'm sorry, guys
And I just wish I could stay up here forever
'Cause I'ma remember it for the rest of my life
And there's some moments you just don't want to end
I've been working so hard to get here
And we've been working so fuckin' hard
And we're so grateful and we're so excited that we're here

I have never, never, been more proud of a group of people
Than these people behind me playing music with me tonight
These are people that worked their fuckin' asses off
That-, I mean I found this dude, he was-
He was giving me coffee in the studio we were working
And making the album and he picked up a guitar and played the solo
And I said, "Why don't you come on tour with me?"
Look at him now, man

I mean this is Nina's first ever real fuckin' tour, and look at her
It's the biggest tour you've ever done, Dylan?
I mean, Alex was playing fuckin' Nashville bars and Broadway
And Marcos was-, was living right up there where you can see the fuckin' park
And grew up here in Boston and-and played in a wedding band
And played every fucking venue in this city and grinded his ass off for this shit

I remember we played House of Blues and
And he tapped me on the shoulder and just said, "Thank you"
And I wish I could show him that we'd be playin'
Fenway in about two years later, so, um
I wanna thank my crew as well for putting this show on
For two years straight
I wanna thank Fenway Park for having me out tonight
Thank you so much, Fenway

And there is nobody in the world that I wanna thank more
Than New England, I love you all so much
I don't pretend to be a representative of where we're from
We're all representatives of where we're from
And I think what's special is that we're all alike in a lot of ways
And I'm happy that his album was able to capture some of that, um

But this album has brought me closer to people that, uh
I would never would've met otherwise, like you guys, and, um
I've seen every comment, I've seen every, su-, uh, like, word of support
I've seen you guys at every show, uh
I have fallen in love with this, uh, with this city, with this area
And with all of you guys, and, um
I will be here for as long as you'll have me, New England
Wearing flannel and shit, uh

This next song is, uh, about being an asshole from the Northeast
Being cold as hell, uh
Boston, thank you so much for the greatest night of my young life
Or old life, whatever, thank you



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Kahan
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