The Great Salt Lake Lyrics

Back of the boat was painted wrecking ball There was country music playing But he don’t like it at all Red fire popping on the rained on wood There was a whiskey bottle spilling In a lake that's made of salt And look out Michael there's a note on the door Saying, "Everybody listen, we'll be the next Omaha" Now if you find yourself falling apart Then I'm sure I could stand on The Great Salt Lake Falling apart And I'm sure I could stand on The Great Salt Lake Your old man was but a wishing machine It’s time that you could spin Now he's getting old Billy the Red had found the watering hole It’s a place to lay sail Or the heads of coyote Now if you find yourself falling apart Then I'm sure I could stand on The Great Salt Lake Following home We want more Following home We all want more If ever beat down We know who we are They know we are one O-oh If ever beat down We know who we are They know we are one O-oh o-o-oh