Miles Coverdale (manos74) wrote,
Miles Coverdale
manos74

Lyrics


Start tearing the old man down
Run past the heather and down to the old road
Start turning the grain into the ground
Roll the new leaf over
In the middle of the night
There's an old man treading around in the gathered rain
Hey mister if you're gonna walk on water
Oh would you drop a line my way

Omaha
Somewhere in middle America
Get it right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
Think you'd better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Start threading the needle
Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
Start turning the wool across the wire
Roll the new life over
In the middle of the night
There's an old man threading his toes through a bucket of rain
Hey mister you don't want to walk on water
'Cause you're only gonna walk all over me

Omaha
Somewhere in middle America
Get it right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
Think you'd better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Start running the banner down
Drop past the color, come up through the summer rain
Start turning the girl into the ground
Roll a new love over
In the middle of the day
There's a young man rolling around in the earth and rain
Hey mister if you're gonna walk on water
You know you're only gonna walk all over me

Omaha
Somewhere in middle America
Get it right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
Think you'd better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Omaha
Somewhere in middle America
Get it right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
Think you'd better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Said Omaha
Sunday mornin'
I'm coming home today
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