Omaha (исполнитель: Counting Crows)
Start tearing the old man [bad word] past the heather and down to the old road Star turning the grain to the ground Roll a new leaf over In the middle of the night There's an old man treading around in the gathered rain Well mister, if you're going to walk on water Could you drop a line my way? [bad word] Omaha Somewhere in middle America Get right to the heart of the matters It's the heart that matters more I think you better turn your ticket in And get your money back at the door Start threading a needle [bad word] 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 You're only going to walk all over me [bad word] [bad word] the banner down Drop past the [bad word] 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