curb out in front of my hotel
Right in the middle of some big old town
feel like I'm locked in some cell
There ain't no way out to be found
well they're ringing inside my ears
I saw an inside, and I walked up to my room I
saw this picture when I closed my eyes
And I saw that old farmer
just a plowin' the fields
And the dust behind him as
And the old road where I learned to drive
The cowboys run, the old fans slide
I took myself to another place
when his ship hit the land
Right there on the coast of
It brought a numbness to his hand
They would ring inside his ears
When they hit that point of hope
And he saw that old farmer
just a -plantin' the fields
And the dust behind him as
Old road where he learned to drive
And the cowboys rode the open slide
And he took himself to another place in
Still sitting on a curtain at
Right in the middle of some big old town
I feel like I'm locked in some cell
There ain't no way out to be found
And I saw that old farmer
just a -plowin' the fields
And the dust behind him as
And the cowboys rode the old fence line
I took myself to another place in time
We're living in the old world
We're living in the old world
We're living in the old world