Goodness knows, it's been a wonderful run
the autumn lakes where the children have swum
your mothers convictions
and your fathers predictions
dont seem so insane
they laugh and say your treasures are fake
but dont throw it away
and you've been framed with a beautiful name
and you've been saved but you lost your head
with halos and praise
the trinity saves
but threes a crowd
you flirt and drink
you cant stop your winkin
at the boys at the bar
all you need is a gun and a car
a country song if you dont have a heart
of cowboys and injuns and the palsied dominions
where the highways are far
when all you know your shadows a ghost
don't let it scare you away