Band Of Horses - The Great Salt Lake lyrics

Back of the boat was painted wrecking ball There was country music playing but he don't like it all And red fire poppin' on the rained-down woody There was whiskey bottle spilling and a lake it was made of salt Well look out back there was a note on the door it saying, "Everybody listen we will be the next Omaha" Well if you find yourself falling apart Well I am sure I could steer The great salt lake Falling apart Well I am sure I could steer The great salt lake Your old man was but a wishing machine It's time that you could spin Now that he is getting old When Billy Lorett had found a watering hole It's a place to lay south or the heads of coyote Now if you find yourself falling apart Well I am sure I could steer The great salt lake Follow me home We want more Follow me home We all want more If ever beat down We know who we are They know who we are If ever beat down We know who we are They all know we want more