Hayseed, fall gently on your head
Until they drip down on your spine
I can see the morning and
I know you'll do just fine
Holding in your dreams
Holding in your heart
Bailey, you sacrifice your arms
Your legs your sanity and mind
I can see the morning and
I know you'll do just fine
I gotta feeling in my bones
I gotta feeling in my gut
I gotta feeling in my bones
I DON'T BELIEVE YOU