Lyrics
The Gingerman (Words and Music by Dan Holohan)
Lost in the haze of a memory ; the fog rolled in like a mystery
In love with love, filled with laughter...Heaven leftover
I remember you, with few regrets
and the way you pulled on your cigarettes
You said your brother was a modern day Peter Pan
the morning after
Hanging with you
at the Gingerman
Yah me and you at the
Gingerman
At the Gingerman
At the Gingerman
One by one, two by two, most folks I forget, but I remember you
I was picking my guitar on your daddy’s roof. Houston in July, a hundred proof
It’s been twenty years and like they say, it seems just like yesterday Friends will come, friends will go but I’m still chillin here, in Chicago ...Dressed up like an eskimo
I remember you with few regrets
and the way you pulled on you cigarettes
And your brother was a modern day Peter Pan
Hanging with you at the Gingerman at the the Gingerman Me and you at the Gingerman