Before gas and tv
 Before people had cars
 We'd sit around the fires
 Pass around our guitars

 Remembering songs
 When my daddy was home
 He'd play along
 On the spoons and [bad word] 
 We'd go with the flow
 When the weather was fine
 Sometimes we'd go
 Collecting scrap iron

 And we'd sit around the fires
 Pass a bottle of wine
 In the tales of the road
 Since time out of mind

 If heaven's like this
 Well that's ok with me
 Where the living is fine
 And living is free

 If heaven's like this
 Well then here's where i'll be
 On the edge of the field
 On the edge of the world
 Before gas and tv