It’s bunk beds and matching sheets
Sharin’ the bathroom sink
Fist fightin’ over window seats all the way to KOA
It’s more cousins than we have friends
A piggyback pyramid to fit us all in
And squintin’ through a Polaroid lens on Thanksgiving Day
We learned how to ration apple pie
And how to dirty dance when Aunt Tina had too much wine
It’s all husbands and ex-wives and boyfriends and picked lines
To the word of God according to who’s preachin’ in the living room
It’s secrets and suppers
Lookin’ more like your mother
All in a little house in a little town
But ain’t nothing small about big family
It’s “Hurry up and wait your turn” and
Eat it all even if it’s burned and
Don’t take too long to learn that the world don’t revolve around you
We’re a picture frame patchwork
Roots tangled in the same dirt
Little baggage, little hard work
It’s all worth its weight
In husbands and ex-wives and boyfriends and picked lines
To the word of God according to who’s preachin’ in the living room
It’s secrets and suppers
Lookin’ more like your mother
All in a little house in a little town
But ain’t nothing small about big family
Big family
We’re thick-skinned and stubborn
Till the day we’re six feet under
It’s the word of God according to who’s preachin’ in the living room
It’s secrets and suppers
Lookin’ more like your mother
All in a little house in a little town
But ain’t nothing small about big family
Big family, yeah
Big family
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