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My little boys got a black lab puppy, named him lumber jack Toss a stick and he'll pick it up but he won't bring it back Not for anyone, yeah not for anyone, but he will for my son Oh, my little son Chorus: He sings tweedle deee, tweedle dum, there's magic between the two of 'em Like a falling star calling for a wish Like Momma's in the kitchen handin' family traditions down, to the kids Yea some things get better, the more they get together Some times on Saturday we have a shindig at the house Friends and family gatherin' catching up and hangin' out Grandma tells a story, the kids all gather round And everybody loves it when Grandpa gets his guitar out Chorus: He sings tweedle deee, tweedle dum, there's magic between the two of 'em Like a falling star calling for a wish Like Momma's in the kitchen handin' family traditions down, to the kids Yea some things get better, the more they get together C'mon Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum there's magic between the two of 'em Like a falling star calling for a wish Like Momma's in the kitchen handin' family traditions down, to the kids Letras de cancionesYea some things get better, the more they get together The more we get, the more we get, the more we get together Hey yea yea The more we get, the more we get together From Letras Mania