Counting Crows
Counting Crows - Omaha lyrics
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Start tearing the old man down Run past the heather and down to the old road Start turning the grain into the ground Roll a new leaf over In the middle of the night there's an old man treading around in the gathered rain Hey mister if you gonna on water would you drop a line my way Chorus: Omaha Somewhere in middle America Get right to the heart of matters It's the heart that matters more I think you'd better turn your ticket in and get your money back at the door Start threading a needle Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room Start turning the wool across the wire Roll a new life over In the middle of the night there's an old man threading his toes through a bucket of rain Hey mister you don't want to walk on water cause you're only going to walk all over me [Chorus] Start running the banner down Drop past the color come up through the summer rain Start turning the girl into the ground Roll a new love over In the middle of the day there's a young man rolling around in the earth and rain Hey mister if you're going to walk on water, you know you're only going to walk all over me [Chorus] ooooh said Omaha It's Sunday morning I'm coming home today