Are you out there, somewhere in the Sierras Chasing cowboys with your head dress on It's plain as day that John Wayne ain't a cowboy But he sure as hell is holding the reigns
If keeping you around were as easy as an open door I'd leave it open all the time But when it feels like a whetted knife behind my back I can't wait around for that
Maybe if your wooden ship of doubt would stop running aground We could anchor somewhere new I'm already paddling off In my canoe
Everybody needs a hearty invitation Your just a coward in a coal mine Everybody's screamin' "take the elevator!" Cause it's headed down the line