He told me pull up a chair
And he spoke with a wisdom
I think you know what I mean
I think you know what I mean
I think you know what I mean
He said the hallway is lonesome
And the middle burns brightly
And the doors are all open
I think you know what I mean
I think you know what I mean
I think you know what I mean
And he kicked back his chair
And he said I'd be stupid
In a world full of something
I think you know what I mean
I think you know what I mean
I think you know what I mean
But it's springtime in Texas
And my memory grows faint
But the highway is straight
And some things are heavy
But they ain't worth the weight
I think you know what I mean
I think you know what I really mean
I think you know what I mean
I think you know what I mean
I think you know what I mean