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Sean Pisano

Know Me

Verse 1
One of the strongest men I ever knew.
Who could have thought this would happen to you?
Years on this Earth not even seventy
Drafted to a war with remembering.

Lonely battles fought every day.
‘Til we knew that you couldn’t stay.
What was happenin’, you hadn’t a clue.
While losing trust in those that care for you.

Chorus
I just wanted you to know me.
Be yourself and be proud of me.
Together, laugh at some old memories.
I just wanted you to know me.

Verse 2
Enemy advancing, new fronts to fight.
Now living with others in your same plight.
So confused, you just wanted to leave.
A dream, we knew, you’d never achieve.

You missed your Harley and looked for your car.
Wanted to go flirt with the girls at the bar.
Frozen by guilt every time that I’d leave.
As cold as ice cream, not nearly as sweet.
But…
Chorus
I just wanted you to know me.
Be yourself and be proud of me.
One “Hey buddy!” (or Hey Honey) is all I’d need.
I just wanted you to know me.

Verse 3
Time marched on, adjustin’ to your new life.
A cute old lady says that she is your wife.
With each visit, little more of you lost.
Some great nurses would help me defrost.

Wastin’ away, now a shell of yourself.
Countdown begun to put this life on a shelf.
When the time came, you were never alone.
Kids by your side as you finally went home.
And…
Chorus (Resolved)
I can’t wait for you to know me.
To see that you are finally free.
Together laugh at all our memories.
Oh, I can’t wait for you to know me.
Yes, I can’t wait for you to know me.

Know Me

Dear John Letter

Verse 1
Hopin’ this letter finds you well.
Been sixteen weeks since our last dance.
Still think of when we first met.
How lucky am I to be given that chance.

Grandpa played matchmaker, I only stared.
Taking you in, eyes set to high beam.
Didn’t care that you’d been around the block,
I knew right away; we’d make a great team.

For me, it was love at first sight.
Sitting on that deck like no other.
Loved you in that green two piece.
Green was always my favorite color.

Chorus
This is my Dear John Deere letter.
You make my life much better.
Since you came along.
I can mow the lawn,
while drinkin’ a beer or two.

Verse 2
I had never been with someone like you.
Couldn’t wait to take you for a ride.
A little loud, but, man you were sharp.
Show me a path and I’ll be your guide.

‘Member that time we got stuck in the mud?
Just kidding, that was the mini-van.
Would never happen with those thick thighs.
I’ve always been a tires man.

Love that we can be our true selves.
Nothing fake or complicated.
Plus, we both do our best work
when properly lubricated.

Chorus
This is my Dear John Deere letter.
You make my life much better.
Since you came along.
I can mow the lawn,
while drinkin’ a beer or two.

Verse 3
Hey, this may be wishful thinking, but I
hope our journey’s never ending.
Revved up that Spring is finally here.
And I’ll see you Saturday…..weather pending.

Chorus
This is my Dear John Deere letter.
You make my life much better.
Since you came along.
I can mow the lawn,
while drinkin’ a beer or three.
Watch out for those flowers.
The wife would kill me.

Dear John Letter

Jigsaw puzzles, I’ve never had the patience for.
Or to ever sit still for five minutes or more.
Got me thinkin’ ‘bout the pieces that make up me.
How’d they get there, who placed them where they need to be?

Mom did her best, to bring me up just right.
Playin’ both roles, never showin’ stage fright.
A village they say it takes, that makes sense to me.
It’s no small task, after all. Who helped make me me?

Who was it that taught me how to whistle?
And just who warned me not to grab that thistle?
Bait a hook, catch a ball, or how to tie a shoe?
Who else was there in moments that I surely grew?


You may not have known it,
but you just had yourself a Dad moment.
Even if you’re not the father
You can help mold a son or daughter
A minute or two together,
Can sometimes last forever.

Time marched on, things added to my resume.
More than I can count, let’s try it anyway.
Who taught me to mow the yard, unclog a blocked drain.
Grill a steak, saw a log, or play out in the rain.

Shake a hand, paint a fence, build a ragin’ fire.
Plant seeds, pull weeds, or even change a tire.
Hammer that nail and build up that tool kit.
Skip a stone and always hug like you mean it.

Was it an uncle, who made me a go getter?
Was it my Papaw that made this man much better.
Perhaps it was the local Baptist preacher.
Or, it could have been my sixth grade teacher.

You may not have known it,
but you just had yourself a Dad moment.
Even if you’re not the father
You can help mold a son or daughter
A minute or two together,
Can sometimes last forever.

All grown up now, I’ve helped raise two kids of my own.
One chip off this block, another her mother’s clone.
Hope I’ve passed on some moments shared with me.
And that they’ll look back, with fond memories.

That they remember “can’t” is a four-letter word.
And you have not lost, if you’ve learned somethin’ good.
To leave rotten lettuce when crossin’ the road.
That pie is best eaten when it’s a la mode.

Don’t take life so seriously, lend a helpin’ hand.
Tell bad jokes, laugh at yourself any chance ya can.
Things going well, be humble not conceited.
And, exactly, how a woman should be treated.

You may not have known it,
but you just had yourself a Dad moment.
Even if you’re not the father
You can help, mold a son or daughter
A Papaw, teacher, or other.
You could even be their mother.
It’s a moment that blesses everyone.

Dad Moment


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Know Me

Verse 1
One of the strongest men I ever knew.
Who could have thought this would happen to you?
Years on this Earth not even seventy
Drafted to a war with remembering.

Lonely battles fought every day.
‘Til we knew that you couldn’t stay.
What was happenin’, you hadn’t a clue.
While losing trust in those that care for you.

Chorus
I just wanted you to know me.
Be yourself and be proud of me.
Together, laugh at some old memories.
I just wanted you to know me.

Verse 2
Enemy advancing, new fronts to fight.
Now living with others in your same plight.
So confused, you just wanted to leave.
A dream, we knew, you’d never achieve.

You missed your Harley and looked for your car.
Wanted to go flirt with the girls at the bar.
Frozen by guilt every time that I’d leave.
As cold as ice cream, not nearly as sweet.
But…
Chorus
I just wanted you to know me.
Be yourself and be proud of me.
One “Hey buddy!” (or Hey Honey) is all I’d need.
I just wanted you to know me.

Verse 3
Time marched on, adjustin’ to your new life.
A cute old lady says that she is your wife.
With each visit, little more of you lost.
Some great nurses would help me defrost.

Wastin’ away, now a shell of yourself.
Countdown begun to put this life on a shelf.
When the time came, you were never alone.
Kids by your side as you finally went home.
And…
Chorus (Resolved)
I can’t wait for you to know me.
To see that you are finally free.
Together laugh at all our memories.
Oh, I can’t wait for you to know me.
Yes, I can’t wait for you to know me.

Know Me

Dear John Letter

Verse 1
Hopin’ this letter finds you well.
Been sixteen weeks since our last dance.
Still think of when we first met.
How lucky am I to be given that chance.

Grandpa played matchmaker, I only stared.
Taking you in, eyes set to high beam.
Didn’t care that you’d been around the block,
I knew right away; we’d make a great team.

For me, it was love at first sight.
Sitting on that deck like no other.
Loved you in that green two piece.
Green was always my favorite color.

Chorus
This is my Dear John Deere letter.
You make my life much better.
Since you came along.
I can mow the lawn,
while drinkin’ a beer or two.

Verse 2
I had never been with someone like you.
Couldn’t wait to take you for a ride.
A little loud, but, man you were sharp.
Show me a path and I’ll be your guide.

‘Member that time we got stuck in the mud?
Just kidding, that was the mini-van.
Would never happen with those thick thighs.
I’ve always been a tires man.

Love that we can be our true selves.
Nothing fake or complicated.
Plus, we both do our best work
when properly lubricated.

Chorus
This is my Dear John Deere letter.
You make my life much better.
Since you came along.
I can mow the lawn,
while drinkin’ a beer or two.

Verse 3
Hey, this may be wishful thinking, but I
hope our journey’s never ending.
Revved up that Spring is finally here.
And I’ll see you Saturday…..weather pending.

Chorus
This is my Dear John Deere letter.
You make my life much better.
Since you came along.
I can mow the lawn,
while drinkin’ a beer or three.
Watch out for those flowers.
The wife would kill me.

Dear John Letter

Jigsaw puzzles, I’ve never had the patience for.
Or to ever sit still for five minutes or more.
Got me thinkin’ ‘bout the pieces that make up me.
How’d they get there, who placed them where they need to be?

Mom did her best, to bring me up just right.
Playin’ both roles, never showin’ stage fright.
A village they say it takes, that makes sense to me.
It’s no small task, after all. Who helped make me me?

Who was it that taught me how to whistle?
And just who warned me not to grab that thistle?
Bait a hook, catch a ball, or how to tie a shoe?
Who else was there in moments that I surely grew?


You may not have known it,
but you just had yourself a Dad moment.
Even if you’re not the father
You can help mold a son or daughter
A minute or two together,
Can sometimes last forever.

Time marched on, things added to my resume.
More than I can count, let’s try it anyway.
Who taught me to mow the yard, unclog a blocked drain.
Grill a steak, saw a log, or play out in the rain.

Shake a hand, paint a fence, build a ragin’ fire.
Plant seeds, pull weeds, or even change a tire.
Hammer that nail and build up that tool kit.
Skip a stone and always hug like you mean it.

Was it an uncle, who made me a go getter?
Was it my Papaw that made this man much better.
Perhaps it was the local Baptist preacher.
Or, it could have been my sixth grade teacher.

You may not have known it,
but you just had yourself a Dad moment.
Even if you’re not the father
You can help mold a son or daughter
A minute or two together,
Can sometimes last forever.

All grown up now, I’ve helped raise two kids of my own.
One chip off this block, another her mother’s clone.
Hope I’ve passed on some moments shared with me.
And that they’ll look back, with fond memories.

That they remember “can’t” is a four-letter word.
And you have not lost, if you’ve learned somethin’ good.
To leave rotten lettuce when crossin’ the road.
That pie is best eaten when it’s a la mode.

Don’t take life so seriously, lend a helpin’ hand.
Tell bad jokes, laugh at yourself any chance ya can.
Things going well, be humble not conceited.
And, exactly, how a woman should be treated.

You may not have known it,
but you just had yourself a Dad moment.
Even if you’re not the father
You can help, mold a son or daughter
A Papaw, teacher, or other.
You could even be their mother.
It’s a moment that blesses everyone.

Dad Moment

(First Verse)
Tucked the John Deere to bed in our newly built shed.
Saw the Mrs. walkin’ toward me,
She had a glass of sweet tea and some other offering,
I didn’t hear a word that she said.

My eyes worked just fine, scanned her up and down.
Listening, a skill not possessed.
She was hot, you could say, just glistening away.
But, sounded like the Mom from Charlie Brown.

As it turns out, she was offering me a snack,
not the one I had in mind.
No cookies, or chips, or an ice cream dip
are the goods that make these lips smack.

You know what I want, I said with a smirk.
If not, let’s clear up this riddle.
They are round and firm, some big, others little.
Two scoops or a mouthful would work.
You should know….

(Chorus)
It’s a watermelon so-ong,
just some words about fru-uit.
Citrullus Lanatus
That’s Latin, aint it cu-ute.

It’s a watermelon so-ong.
A healthy snack, a tasty wi-ine.
If you were thinkin’ something else.
You’re as twisted as the vi-ine

It’s a watermelon so-ong.
Just some words about fru-uit.
If you don’t believe me,
here’s verse number two-oo.

(Second Verse)
Now the chores are all done and it’s time for some fun.
A Landshark is callin’ for me.
The water feels great in our pop-up lake,
As do the rays from the sun.

Umbrellas been raised, and I’m still amazed,
by my wife, in her swimming best.
Rubbed down her neck with some cool SPF
and offered to help with the rest.

The speaker was casting, boat drinks in hand,
Some Buffet, cleansin’ our souls.
Floatin’ to “One Particular Harbour”
Our beach, only missin’ the sand.

(slower)
Now driftin’ away, thanks to some ABV,
my thoughts, they got kinda weird.
Dreamin’ up a triangle piece and that sweet pinkish flesh.
Muchin’, with juice in my beard.

Or, maybe just give it a good pounding, I thought,
much like that Ghallagher did…….Now remember…

(Chorus)
It’s a watermelon so-ong.
Just some words about fru-uit.
Citrullus Lanatus
That’s Latin, aint it cu-ute.

It’s a watermelon so-ong.
A healthy snack, tasty wi-ine.
If you pictured something else,
You’re as twisted as the vi-ine.

It’s a watermelon so-ong.
Just some words about fru-uit.
Still don’t believe me?
Here’s how it conclu-udes….

(Third Verse)
Charcoal grill is shut down, and I hear the sound
Of crickets, lookin’ for love.
Cheeseburgers long gone and now there’s a
calmness that covers the ground.

We decide to go in, to pick out a show,
perhaps a little Netflix and chill.
But, a movie snack she craves, and boldly proclaims.
What treat will fill her, who knows?

Popcorn’s not it…those burgers…a tough act to follow.
So, I suggest something pure, with a grin
she says, “Sure…but those seeds,
are better to spit, than to swallow.”
(pause)
(slower)
The movie we chose, to fully disclose, being completely truthful
Was not my cup of tea.
A romantic comedy-eeee, but
I watch with hopes it’ll be fruitful.
Cause…
(Chorus)
It’s a watermelon so-ong.
Just some words about fru-uit.
Citrullus Lanatus
That’s Latin, aint it cu-ute.

It’s a watermelon so-ong.
A healthy snack and a tasty wine.
If you were thinkin' something else.
You’re as twisted as the vine.
That’s right, if you were thinking something else.
Your brains as twisted as mi-ine.

A Watermelon Song (or is it?)

My Uploads

Know Me

Verse 1
One of the strongest men I ever knew.
Who could have thought this would happen to you?
Years on this Earth not even seventy
Drafted to a war with remembering.

Lonely battles fought every day.
‘Til we knew that you couldn’t stay.
What was happenin’, you hadn’t a clue.
While losing trust in those that care for you.

Chorus
I just wanted you to know me.
Be yourself and be proud of me.
Together, laugh at some old memories.
I just wanted you to know me.

Verse 2
Enemy advancing, new fronts to fight.
Now living with others in your same plight.
So confused, you just wanted to leave.
A dream, we knew, you’d never achieve.

You missed your Harley and looked for your car.
Wanted to go flirt with the girls at the bar.
Frozen by guilt every time that I’d leave.
As cold as ice cream, not nearly as sweet.
But…
Chorus
I just wanted you to know me.
Be yourself and be proud of me.
One “Hey buddy!” (or Hey Honey) is all I’d need.
I just wanted you to know me.

Verse 3
Time marched on, adjustin’ to your new life.
A cute old lady says that she is your wife.
With each visit, little more of you lost.
Some great nurses would help me defrost.

Wastin’ away, now a shell of yourself.
Countdown begun to put this life on a shelf.
When the time came, you were never alone.
Kids by your side as you finally went home.
And…
Chorus (Resolved)
I can’t wait for you to know me.
To see that you are finally free.
Together laugh at all our memories.
Oh, I can’t wait for you to know me.
Yes, I can’t wait for you to know me.

Know Me

Dear John Letter

Verse 1
Hopin’ this letter finds you well.
Been sixteen weeks since our last dance.
Still think of when we first met.
How lucky am I to be given that chance.

Grandpa played matchmaker, I only stared.
Taking you in, eyes set to high beam.
Didn’t care that you’d been around the block,
I knew right away; we’d make a great team.

For me, it was love at first sight.
Sitting on that deck like no other.
Loved you in that green two piece.
Green was always my favorite color.

Chorus
This is my Dear John Deere letter.
You make my life much better.
Since you came along.
I can mow the lawn,
while drinkin’ a beer or two.

Verse 2
I had never been with someone like you.
Couldn’t wait to take you for a ride.
A little loud, but, man you were sharp.
Show me a path and I’ll be your guide.

‘Member that time we got stuck in the mud?
Just kidding, that was the mini-van.
Would never happen with those thick thighs.
I’ve always been a tires man.

Love that we can be our true selves.
Nothing fake or complicated.
Plus, we both do our best work
when properly lubricated.

Chorus
This is my Dear John Deere letter.
You make my life much better.
Since you came along.
I can mow the lawn,
while drinkin’ a beer or two.

Verse 3
Hey, this may be wishful thinking, but I
hope our journey’s never ending.
Revved up that Spring is finally here.
And I’ll see you Saturday…..weather pending.

Chorus
This is my Dear John Deere letter.
You make my life much better.
Since you came along.
I can mow the lawn,
while drinkin’ a beer or three.
Watch out for those flowers.
The wife would kill me.

Dear John Letter

Jigsaw puzzles, I’ve never had the patience for.
Or to ever sit still for five minutes or more.
Got me thinkin’ ‘bout the pieces that make up me.
How’d they get there, who placed them where they need to be?

Mom did her best, to bring me up just right.
Playin’ both roles, never showin’ stage fright.
A village they say it takes, that makes sense to me.
It’s no small task, after all. Who helped make me me?

Who was it that taught me how to whistle?
And just who warned me not to grab that thistle?
Bait a hook, catch a ball, or how to tie a shoe?
Who else was there in moments that I surely grew?


You may not have known it,
but you just had yourself a Dad moment.
Even if you’re not the father
You can help mold a son or daughter
A minute or two together,
Can sometimes last forever.

Time marched on, things added to my resume.
More than I can count, let’s try it anyway.
Who taught me to mow the yard, unclog a blocked drain.
Grill a steak, saw a log, or play out in the rain.

Shake a hand, paint a fence, build a ragin’ fire.
Plant seeds, pull weeds, or even change a tire.
Hammer that nail and build up that tool kit.
Skip a stone and always hug like you mean it.

Was it an uncle, who made me a go getter?
Was it my Papaw that made this man much better.
Perhaps it was the local Baptist preacher.
Or, it could have been my sixth grade teacher.

You may not have known it,
but you just had yourself a Dad moment.
Even if you’re not the father
You can help mold a son or daughter
A minute or two together,
Can sometimes last forever.

All grown up now, I’ve helped raise two kids of my own.
One chip off this block, another her mother’s clone.
Hope I’ve passed on some moments shared with me.
And that they’ll look back, with fond memories.

That they remember “can’t” is a four-letter word.
And you have not lost, if you’ve learned somethin’ good.
To leave rotten lettuce when crossin’ the road.
That pie is best eaten when it’s a la mode.

Don’t take life so seriously, lend a helpin’ hand.
Tell bad jokes, laugh at yourself any chance ya can.
Things going well, be humble not conceited.
And, exactly, how a woman should be treated.

You may not have known it,
but you just had yourself a Dad moment.
Even if you’re not the father
You can help, mold a son or daughter
A Papaw, teacher, or other.
You could even be their mother.
It’s a moment that blesses everyone.

Dad Moment

(First Verse)
Tucked the John Deere to bed in our newly built shed.
Saw the Mrs. walkin’ toward me,
She had a glass of sweet tea and some other offering,
I didn’t hear a word that she said.

My eyes worked just fine, scanned her up and down.
Listening, a skill not possessed.
She was hot, you could say, just glistening away.
But, sounded like the Mom from Charlie Brown.

As it turns out, she was offering me a snack,
not the one I had in mind.
No cookies, or chips, or an ice cream dip
are the goods that make these lips smack.

You know what I want, I said with a smirk.
If not, let’s clear up this riddle.
They are round and firm, some big, others little.
Two scoops or a mouthful would work.
You should know….

(Chorus)
It’s a watermelon so-ong,
just some words about fru-uit.
Citrullus Lanatus
That’s Latin, aint it cu-ute.

It’s a watermelon so-ong.
A healthy snack, a tasty wi-ine.
If you were thinkin’ something else.
You’re as twisted as the vi-ine

It’s a watermelon so-ong.
Just some words about fru-uit.
If you don’t believe me,
here’s verse number two-oo.

(Second Verse)
Now the chores are all done and it’s time for some fun.
A Landshark is callin’ for me.
The water feels great in our pop-up lake,
As do the rays from the sun.

Umbrellas been raised, and I’m still amazed,
by my wife, in her swimming best.
Rubbed down her neck with some cool SPF
and offered to help with the rest.

The speaker was casting, boat drinks in hand,
Some Buffet, cleansin’ our souls.
Floatin’ to “One Particular Harbour”
Our beach, only missin’ the sand.

(slower)
Now driftin’ away, thanks to some ABV,
my thoughts, they got kinda weird.
Dreamin’ up a triangle piece and that sweet pinkish flesh.
Muchin’, with juice in my beard.

Or, maybe just give it a good pounding, I thought,
much like that Ghallagher did…….Now remember…

(Chorus)
It’s a watermelon so-ong.
Just some words about fru-uit.
Citrullus Lanatus
That’s Latin, aint it cu-ute.

It’s a watermelon so-ong.
A healthy snack, tasty wi-ine.
If you pictured something else,
You’re as twisted as the vi-ine.

It’s a watermelon so-ong.
Just some words about fru-uit.
Still don’t believe me?
Here’s how it conclu-udes….

(Third Verse)
Charcoal grill is shut down, and I hear the sound
Of crickets, lookin’ for love.
Cheeseburgers long gone and now there’s a
calmness that covers the ground.

We decide to go in, to pick out a show,
perhaps a little Netflix and chill.
But, a movie snack she craves, and boldly proclaims.
What treat will fill her, who knows?

Popcorn’s not it…those burgers…a tough act to follow.
So, I suggest something pure, with a grin
she says, “Sure…but those seeds,
are better to spit, than to swallow.”
(pause)
(slower)
The movie we chose, to fully disclose, being completely truthful
Was not my cup of tea.
A romantic comedy-eeee, but
I watch with hopes it’ll be fruitful.
Cause…
(Chorus)
It’s a watermelon so-ong.
Just some words about fru-uit.
Citrullus Lanatus
That’s Latin, aint it cu-ute.

It’s a watermelon so-ong.
A healthy snack and a tasty wine.
If you were thinkin' something else.
You’re as twisted as the vine.
That’s right, if you were thinking something else.
Your brains as twisted as mi-ine.

A Watermelon Song (or is it?)


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