Counting Crows "Omaha" testo

Omaha

Start tearing the old man downRun past the heather and down to the old roadStart turning the grain into the groundRoll a new leaf overIn the middle of the night there's an old manTreading around in the gathered rainHey mister if you want to walk on waterWould you drop a line my way[Chorus:]OmahaSomewhere in middle AmericaGet right to the heart of mattersIt's the heart that matters moreI think you'd better turn your ticket inAnd leave your money right at the doorStart threading the needleBrush past the shuttle that slides through the cold roomStart turning the wool across the wireRoll the new life overIn the middle of the night there's an old manThreading his toes through a bucket of rainHey mister if you want to walk on waterYou're only going to walk all over me[Chorus]Start running the banner downDrop past the color come up through the summer rainStart turning the girl into the groundRoll a new life overIn the middle of the night there's a young manRolling around in the earth and rainHey mister if you're going to walk on water, you knowYou're only going to walk all over me[Chorus]

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