Start tearing the old man down
Run past the heather and down to the old road
Start turning the grain into the ground
Roll a new leaf over
In the middle of the night, there's an old man
Treading around in the gathered rain
"Hey mister, if you gonna walk on water
Oh, could you drop a line my way?"
Omaha
Somewhere in middle America
Get right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you'd better turn your ticket in
You'll get your money back at the door
Oooh yeah
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 wanna walk on water
'Cause you're only gonna walk all over me"
Omaha
Somewhere in middle America
Get right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you'd better turn your ticket in
You'll get your money back at the door
Na na na na na na na na na na na na (na na na na)
Na na na, na na na, na na na na
Na na na, na na na na, na na na
Na na na na na
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 right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you'd better turn your ticket in
You'll get your money back at the door
Omaha
Oooh, somewhere in middle America
Get right to the heart of matters
Oooh, it's the heart that matters more
I think you'd better turn your ticket in
You'll get your money back at the door
Oooooh
Sit on (????), Sunday morning
I'm comin' home today
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