Back in August 2021, we packed the car in drove to have some fun in Gettysburg
where we met her
Parked the car, brought our bags to the hotel rooms
didn't know that would be the start of something new

We said all these mean things to her face
and now we're not back around in this place

Jenny Wade, I'm sorry for being mean to you
I don't think I ever knew how much you would mean to me and my family

Jenny, Jenny, Wade, Jenny, Jenny, Wade
Jenny, Jenny, Wade, Jenny, Jenny, Wade

Maybe, if I baked you a loaf of bread
would you forget about the things we said
Would you let us come over? Would you let us talk
All I want is to be on your block
And see you when I walk back home
hearing you clanging your dishes
All I want right now is for you to trust and grant all my wishes

Who knew being the bread-maker would leave someone feeling so poor

Jenny Wade, I'm sorry for being mean to you
I don't think I ever knew how much you would mean to me and my family

Jenny, Jenny, Wade, Jenny, Jenny, Wade
Jenny, Jenny, Wade, Jenny, Jenny, Wade