I fell dwon plenty in the rocky past
But I will land on the front porch at last

Sit down here with me and make yourself to rest
Been stick shifting all night long out on 90 west

I wanna take you far away to my childhood sky
To the swollen southern fields where cropdusters dive

She said I love you like a brother yes I love you like a son
And you [bad word] in from the rain but you can't have no fun