In the mid-day sun, St Arkansas. 
Oh, the mighty road, US 49, wrote, 
"Not fade away." 

In the cool of the shade of Helena Bridge, 
how do you know? 
Why do you tease Lula so, DeSoto? 
Oh, de soto voce: 
I don't wanna know why I need you if I love you. 
I don't wanna know why I've lost you if I love you.
I don't wanna know why  I'll miss you if I love you. 
I don't wanna know why I found you if I love you. 

In the withered heart of the modern man, 
is there no hope to find that some things are worthy? 
Worthy, holy or [bad word]  
Worthy, holy or [bad word]  

I don't wanna know why I need you if I love you. 
I don't wanna know why I've lost you if I love you. 
I don't wanna know why I'll miss you if I love you. 
I don't wanna know why I found you if I love you. 
Worthy, holy or [bad word]  
Worthy, holy or [bad word]  
Worthy, holy or [bad word]  
Worthy, holy or [bad word]