Oh what a great man
Only hears the best he can
Only talks about how he's getting out
But he's having doubts
I guess he tired of taking the longer way around
He just sits down
And says that he has always been around
Sipping gold with tobacco in his mouth
Just spit it out
It's just those small sounds
Which turn his head into a battle ground
Green fields suddenly become so very loud
And all he feels is doubt
I guess he's tired of taking the longer way around
Start drinking
So you don't have to be thinking for so long
Start drinking
So you don't have to be thinking for so long
It's a small town
You're only ever here to settle down
We only talk about how we're gonna get out
But I'm having doubts
I guess we're tired of taking the longer way around
Start drinking
So you don't have to be thinking for so long
Start drinking
So you don't have to be thinking for so long