(Allison Moorer/Bruce Robison)



You can't get there from here

I can't live on bread and water

You heard the one about the farmer's daughter

She just needs a little atmosphere

You don't pick your occupation

I didn't ask for this frustration

I need a life and a nice cold beer

But you can't get there from here



If I had time to think about it

I'd build a castle in the yard

For all the things I want so much

Always something I can't touch

But I guess that would be too hard



You can't get there from here

I can't live on bread and water

You heard the one about the farmer's daughter

She just needs a little atmosphere

You don't pick your occupation

I didn't ask for this frustration

I need a life and a nice cold beer

But you can't get there from here



I'm on a road that's going nowhere

Looking for a place that I belong

The wind's pushing me in all directions

But none of them look like home

And you can't get there from here

You can't live on bread and water

You heard the one about the farmer's daughter

She just needs a little atmosphere

Every right track turns out wrong

A different tune but the same old song

I need a life and a nice cold beer

But you can't get there from here

No you can't get there from here